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Challenge 1

500 words or less
Page 186 of your favorite book
An unwanted kiss
A lost silver key

It was February 1, should be just another day, but it never was. Not anymore. The day I met him changed my life forever. He came to me when I needed him most. It was like page 186 of my favorite love story, 'I fell in love with you because you loved me when I couldn't love myself'. I was lost. I felt like everything was out of my control, but he gave me that control back. He was my strength when I felt weak; he was my happy when I felt sad; he was my voice when I couldn't speak.

My whole world seemed to come together that day when I literally ran into him in the grocery store parking lot. Sounds cliche, but that's what happened. Our carts collided, our worlds intertwined, and nothing was the same since. I wasn't ready for a relationship, or so I thought. And I told him that. Many times. But he was persistent. Oh, so persistent. I remember meeting one day for our usual Wednesday coffee 'date'. He called it a date; I didn't. We had our usuals̶the coffee, the pastries, and the conversation. But it ended a lot differently. When I stood up to leave, instead of the usual hug goodbye, I got a kiss, an unwanted kiss. I remember the moment our lips touched. The electricity that radiated through my body was unexpected to say the least, and I pushed him back quickly, hand on his chest. I left in a rush and can only remember the smirk on his face. That was three years ago today.

I learned later that February 1 was also his birthday. He came that night to talk to me and explain; we have been together ever since. The second kiss that day was definitely wanted. He changed my world, and I would never regret it.

I stood here today, in the cold, clutching the small silver key necklace that he had gotten me, one random spring day. I came home to him on my couch holding a small box. He told me at that time I held the key to his heart, so he wanted me to keep a key close to mine. That was him. Thoughtful, deep, caring. I never went a day questioning how he felt about me. I was the luckiest girl in the world. I am still the luckiest girl in the world for feeling that love.

Today, I wished him a happy birthday. He would have been 24 today. But instead I was staring down at a small stone that said: 'The man who showed more love than his body could possibly hold. RIP Harry'.

A tragic accident that ended his world too soon. I took the small necklace off and laid it gently across the stone. "You will always hold the key to my heart, my love. I miss you every single day." The tears gently fell from my eyes as I felt that love in the wind.

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