something old.

"Try to remember how it began. A simple question, a casual answer. An amicable hello. You never know something, or someone will end up being the heart of your life when you meet them. Not until the reality of it hits you right in the face.

Imagine an island, tucked away neatly from the rest of the world. Cities, towns, miles far. Almost, two different realms. When you first catch a glimpse of that unfamiliarity, it feels strange. It is everything you know nothing about. You simply don't see a common ground. If you had even bothered looking for one in the first place. There's virtually no reason for you to blink in that direction a second time. A one-off event that you were absolute wouldn't happen again. Until of course, it does."