Marian Tee

I thought that there was only one kind of love, one that developed instantaneously and struck you like a bolt of lightning, made you irrational and selfish like it did my parents. I realized too late that love took different forms and the one we had__ He cupped her face. __t was there, the first day we met, growing __radually from friendship into what__ inside my heart now._ He brought her hand to his chest. __t__ there, steady, constant, making my heart beat for you, making my heart race when you__e near, making my heart sing like a goddamn canary when you__e happy. I never thought this kind of love existed until I had lost you.

The man I picture in my mind is someone ordinary like me. Maybe he__ wearing glasses, maybe he__ not so handsome, but it__ how he loves me that__ extraordinary. It doesn__ matter how many people there are in a room. He knows when I__ there and he__l find me right away, because I__ his heart and you always have to know where your heartbeat__ coming from.

I should have learned my lesson from Greek myths, really. It so doesn't pay to fall in love with a god. It__ either you get transformed _ flower, bull, you name it, the gods can be that petty _ or you just get_crushed.