Dark, Light and Love

The window in the hall next to the front door shattered into pieces, it was like time had frozen and each piece of shattered glass hit the floor with a magical sound.

Growing up, I never had the same dream more than once, but there was always one thing each dream had in common.

Every night a mysterious man, with blue eyes, not like the sky, or the sea, but something in between, he was my other half in every way and I didn't even know his name.

In some dreams he was a knight in shining armor, and in others he was just a regular old southern boy.

He was everything my mom promised me he would be. In every dream I could pick him out of a crowd, but every morning when I woke I couldn't remember a thing about him other than his striking blue eyes.

I rather sleep forever if it meant I could be with him. He was my true love, saving me in my darkest hour. He was my light, and a love that I never thought possible.

But I never thought that my life could take such a dark turn, so I never paid much attention to those parts of the story, but I fell in love with the idea that he was my other half, my true love.

Now my darkest hour was upon me, the one I tried to forget, and it was so much darker than I ever could have imagined.

Everything I knew and loved was taken away in a single night.

My mom always prepared me for the day I found the other half of my heart, but she never prepared me for this. If I was ever going to find the light again, and feel its warmth...

I had to find him!