Something Like Fate

by Amy Lea

I’ve always wondered what it would feel like with someone who feathers the tips of his fingers across my jaw, stares lovingly into my eyes, and tells me I’ve “bewitched him heart and soul.” Who blesses me with a passionate, toe-curling kiss, altering my body chemistry forevermore.

I’ve always had a mild interest in everything and a passion for nothing.

He looks at me like I’m the only object in his field of vision. Listens to me like I’m the only sound for miles.

“It’s easy to have fun with someone on all these elaborate adventures. But the real challenge is finding someone to enjoy the mundane. Someone who makes you look forward to the blurry gray of everyday life. That takes someone special. That’s what’s real.”

Maybe epic love is when there’s no one else in the world you’d rather have a million mundane Tuesdays with.