The Space Between

It went down like this: a Boy and a Girl met whilst adrift on the innumerable ones and zeroes that form the Internet. He is charming, easy to talk to, has a lot to say, and is possessed of a certain handsomeness. He's not a Bad Boy. (But he's no Choir Boy either.) She's swift with intelligence, is stunningly beautiful, silently wise, and has all the right body language. (Nothing is lost in translation.)

The Boy and Girl had never met before (or had they?), but to the casual observer, their chemistry was undeniable. And in the deep shade of night, they intertwine in a microcosm of bliss.

Since their first encounter, if there's been a day spent without the other, it's a black hole in their memory. Wherever and whenever they are together, it's just the two of them. There can be hundreds of other bodies in the same place, and all will seem as phantoms soon as they step onto the scene.

Then along came Reality. The Reality that all things (like, Life, the Universe, and Everything) were in existence before either the Boy or the Girl had met--let alone formed a relationship. Such a discovery was at first a shock, and a tad disruptive to the peace achieved by the pair...Yet, it had to be. If Reality had not reared its snaked head, the couple would not know the fortitude of their bond. They would be appear strong to the outer world, yet their inner fabric, the very threads which bound them, would unravel...A couple no more.

Lucky for the Boy and the Girl, Fate was smiling upon them. That is to say, the Fate they chose for each other would rent the idea and potential for weakness out of their very makeup.

See, as he observed her smile and saunter up into his arms, the Boy knew that this Girl wasn't like anyone he had ever before met. The Girl noted the same as the Boy's awkwardness waned in her embrace.

It was in the space between that first hug that each chose a Fate for the other. Long-term. One-night-stand. Picketed fences. Dinner and a Drink. Wham-bam. No thank you, Ma'am. Any and every possibility flitted in and out of that providential moment, unperceived, until only two remained.

Perhaps it was because the Universe wasn't looking, but the Boy and the Girl both projected the same Fate toward one another.

Happily Ever After.



If you don't believe this story to be true...It may be because it hasn't happened to you.

©2008 RA