I don’t recall her name, maybe she didn’t introduce herself to me, but in the brief moment I was with her we spoke about how much she missed her son and that all she did now was cry. I knew her son, he was a good boy. This is her first read more here
It drew me with an attraction I could barely resist, and yet I did. Like a thousand magnets all pointed in my direction, its drawing power inundated me, I could feel it to my core and yet, I stayed away. I couldn’t give in; and for a very long time, I didn’t.
It wasn’t electrons or atoms that exerted such power over me, it was love. Pure, perfect love and I was terrified of it, repulsed by it, and drawn toward it all at the same time. What continue here