I shouldn’t have looked for him.
I was taking a huge chance but my survival depended on it.

I stared at his picture most of my life and thought I knew him.
When I finally had the balls to approach him
I realized he was nothing like what I thought.
Nothing like what Mom said.
He was so much more.
My mother had no idea what kind of man she let slip through her fingers.

I refused to fall for him.
To let forbidden thoughts rule our new relationship.
But every day I spent with him changed me.
It changed both of us.

We were turning into something dark and tangled.
Something unnatural.
Something deplorable.
Something I wanted to last forever.