by Tina Blanchard

Created on: February 10, 2010

A Love Story

It’s a wild love.  No other has touched me in such a way – the way he looks at me and stands by my side through the best and worst of times. Never having to say a word to comfort me, just being there with me, his presence makes everything better with the world.

When Harold and I first met, I instantly knew there was something different about him. I felt a connection although wasn’t sure exactly what kind of connection it was.  He was with some old friends of mine and I only saw him briefly. He was really quiet and shy but seemed friendly and interested in me enough to move in a little closer as I talked with our mutual friend. I started to hear that he was quite the charmer.  In fact, everyone began telling me he was definitely something special.  He took the compliments and teasing in stride and stood just as quiet as he did when I was first introduced.  He was sweet, kind, polite and irresistibly handsome. Great eyes and amazing hair! He impressed me and I found that I clearly enjoyed his company.  I’m not too proud to admit that very quickly I was smitten.

But, having just gotten out of a sad situation, I wasn’t sure I wanted to feel anything for Harold and I wasn’t sure I was ready to move on.  So, I continued chatting with my friends a bit more and parted with nothing more special than a simple good-bye and perhaps another  small, quick over the shoulder glance at the handsome one as I continued on my way.

Later that night, deep in sleep, Harold came to me in my dreams, handsome and smiling. When I woke in the morning, there he was.  I could not get him out of my mind. I tried to shower him away but no. Tried to egg and bacon him away and again, no such luck. Somehow it felt as if he was already a part of me and that’s when I begin to worry.  As I dressed for work, I worried that I may never see him again. I wondered what he was doing at that very moment, who he was with, was he okay, safe, happy. I wondered if he had thought about me even just a little since the afternoon before.. I was slowly becoming obsessed.  I knew deep down that it was just a matter of time and I might lose him forever. “I must be crazy!” I thought aloud. “I’ll get over it, I’ll be fine.” I reassured myself as I headed out the door. I needed to chill out and forget all about the intense feelings I was having. I mean, seriously, how could

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