The Moment

Are there happy endings?

Is there a point when the things you wanted and the things that happen come full circle?

Is there such a thing as the insane notion of fate?

Fate that someon you once believed you loved decided to leave you there alone?

Fate that an old squad will reunite in a spectacular fashion?

Fate that the young man in your third class won that car sparking that magical, third-dimensional diiscussion?

Fate that someone you once thought was so out-of-your-league suddenly sees the fireworks?

Fate that you somehow started that magical connection.

Fate of that one Moment?

Is this love?

No.

Love isn't at first sight. Love is through shared magical experiences like those presented that day.

This is the Moment.

The Moment we are taught to seek for since childhood through the countless storybooks.

The Moment we realize that our wants are for the taking. Like a simple fruit from a tree.

The Moment from even the reaches of the now-beautiful words of religion that I tend to mock.

The Moment that you realize that this one person you have known for so long has so many levels, most of which you could have never imagined.

The Moment you would go against anyone, just for the care and emotion for this one girl.

The Moment when you finally look into her eyes and realize that what you've been looking for, has been right there all along.