The Sun Lit Hallway

It was a beautiful day. The summer sun poured in through the long row of windows heating up that hallway like a greenhouse. I walked through the sun-lit hallway toward the cafeteria. That's when I saw you. You were walking toward me. It wasn't the first time I'd seen you. But it was the first time I looked into your eyes. You walked toward me and as we got close my eyes fixed on you. I looked into your eyes and I felt something explode inside me. My heart caught on fire.

Was that really the beginning? Is that what started this journey? Was that the ur-datum of my love. It has been said that what has a beginning must have an end. And so no, this was not the beginning; this love had no beginning, but for the sake of our story we must pick a spot, a provisional beginning.

I know that my love for you has always been there. Sometimes in the foreground and sometimes in the background. In fact, to search for the absolute beginning would take us down a bottomless rabbit hole.

"Very deep is the well of the past. Should we not call it bottomless?"

Love happened that day. So I take that day as the beginning of this story... the story of my love for you.