Have you ever felt like you found the one for you?
Even now, after all this time, I can still hear her voice in my head. I loved her voice: her reading voice. The one she would use when she read to me. It was soft, and sad… almost sorrowful. It amazed me how someone so bright, so illustrious, could capture such sadness. It wasn’t just the literature she brought to life – it was me. I fell for her. But I also fell apart for her.