I’d been in love once. It was that stupid kind of love that had - TopicsExpress

Al Jackson

I’d been in love once. It was that stupid kind of love that had kept me awake at night, wanting more. But she’d never really even been mine. I’d been young enough—foolish enough—to hope what we felt for each other could overcome her past, but not naïve enough to really believe it would ever work out. Knowing that didn’t mean losing her hadn’t torn me apart. Even if she didn’t choose me, I’d been desperate to save her from that path. But some things had been so deeply embedded in her that I doubted she’d really ever had a chance of breaking free of them. It was so ingrained she believed it was the only way to live. I rolled onto my other side and squeezed my eyes shut as I attempted to force the memory of her face from my mind, but it was just as vivid as the day she’d forced me out of her life. She’d touched me deeper than anyone ever had—deeper than I’d believed anyone could. Pressing my face into my pillow, I allowed a glimmer of her presence to invade. That smile. . .so innocent and sweet. How she’d look at me with those warm brown eyes. The way her timid, trusting hands felt as they lightly skimmed over my skin. Even the memory stole my breath. Sometimes I wished I could erase the mark she’d left on me, that I could finally be free of this ache. Another part of me held onto it because it was the only thing she’d left me with. The only thing I had to prove that what we’d shared had been real. When We Collide ---- Available Now AMAZON: amzn/B00KQTRL9S B&N: barnesandnoble/w/when-we-collide-al-jackson/1113538497?ean=2940149241040

Posted on: Thu, 28 Aug 2014 12:13:31 +0000

I’d been in love once. It was that stupid kind of love that had - TopicsExpress

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