When Love Felt Easy
We got together when I wasn't even searching for love.
It was a birthday party with a friend — blaring music, stale pizza boxes, and too many people in a tiny apartment. I was hugging the railing of the balcony, desperate to get some air away from the chaos, when he came up next to me and made some light, witty remark about the party mix. I laughed, not so much at the joke as at the surprise, and that's where it started. Five-minute conversation that ended up lasting an hour, and by the end of the evening, I was saving his number with a grin I couldn't fathom.
