I traced each word with my finger, taking a moment to relish in the warmth of conversation. It had been too long. My rational thought began to fade, and the excitement of forward movement overwhelmed me. I felt like a child trying to sneak a cookie from the cookie jar, without being caught. It seemed too soon. I was scared. The potential for sabotage was so high, but my ability to live in the moment took over, and my doubts disappeared.
After a night of painful dreams and uncomfortable sleep, I awoke to red flags and sirens. The progress I had made was shattered in a matter of seconds, and my guard was nothing more than an afterthought. That’s the amazing thing about love. Platonic, romantic, or even the love for a child…it breaks down walls. Nothing can contain it. It overpowers every emotion, and no one is safe from it.