The beginning of the end

chapter 1

It was him right away. The moment we locked eyes we both knew, did we want to give in? No, we weren't ready. Not yet. But somehow i knew when you gave me that first ever look it would not be the last. We had time, we both knew that. And that's simply what we needed; time.
Because in that moment at that time I did not know what you were going through and neither did you know that about me. We know now both our hearts were broken, we were grieving the loss of our first love. And as much as we would have wanted to go up to one another when we shared that eye contact, we didn't. You and I understood that this split second of contact would be enough to be continued in a different moment. It wasn't the right time for us, but that was the beginning of us, we hoped we could trust our gut. Have faith that indeed, this contact was going to be explored more in the future. Even seeing each other again, and then noticing the other person. But that moment came, it would be later that year. At that stupid party. It truly was, just a bunch of teenagers drinking until they could not walk home.
We found each other in all of that chaos. Not being aware of it, at that point already you were the peace to my chaos. Right there under that tree, in the garden. I was done with all those agressive young boys, playing beer-pong. You were done with all the gossip about the outfits the girls were wearing. And so subconsciously we met up.
You were already sitting there, on the grass leaning onto the stem of the tree. Staring into the distance, i sat next to you. I scared you a little, but you smiled once looking up seeing it was me. "Oh hey, it's you" you said, by which I knew that indeed I was not the only one that remembered our first moment of eye contact. "Hey, you" was my response.