His name was unique. I had never heard it before, and honestly didn't know how to pronounce it. But I learned. I don't know if it was his name, our mutual love for books, or maybe it was just the way he said hi. But I was in love. I fell in love hard and fast. If at the time when I read his first message someone would of told me the pain that came with loving him I would've smiled. To love someone so deeply it hurts is something everyone dreams for. But to love him so deeply was a privilege. The pain that came with loving him was worth it, because he was a one of a kind person that pales in comparison to everyone else. The pain was worth every second I got to talk to him, and I don't regret any second of it.
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