Her words struck a chord in me, dampening the spark of lust and replacing it with another emotion. It was more than overwhelming, and this other emotion was one I wasn’t familiar with. It was something warm and happy, but also sharp and painful. I had lived alone with a harrowing emptiness for so long that I wasn’t sure what to do with warmth and peace. The words could not encompass the feelings, and we shared more than she knew.
