2:55 am

She was beautiful. Her hair billowed down her shoulders in long golden curls stoping above her waist. Her face, makeup free, reminded me of something that would appear on movie screens, and would have an insurance policy attached to it. We were two strangers, but she was no ordinary stranger. She was the first person that actually treated me like the human I was. But no sign could ever point me to the conclusion that we were destined to fall in love.