And then I met him.
The first time I really saw him was when I was helping my friends sneak into The Keep. I still remember the way my heart felt when we first locked eyes.
If there was ever a thread that interlinks someone then I would say I felt the tug right then. I remember the way my heart skipped a beat when we first looked at each other. The way I felt everything all at once and then the calmness that came a heartbeat later. The way I never wanted to break the moment and how I lost track of time and my thoughts. I remember thinking his eyes were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. And then achingly familiar feeling that came with it, that stayed with me even days later.
