Love is like a fire. For some, it is an instant spark that ignites into a hot blaze. For Danielle and I, we have shared a love that started much like that, there was nothing, and seemed like nothing would come of anything. We were heading into another school year, and neither of us was looking for romance, yet it somehow seemed to find us.
As the summer came to a close there were rumors in the air. For Danielle, there was a boy that she just had to meet, and someone said to someone that they wanted to set me up on a blind date. So, low and behold when we met at a random worship night there was some anticipation but no lighting - though for Danielle a small spark of interest had ignited. After that first meeting, there was pure radio silence between us.
Then post-it notes with cow jokes began landing on my desk Danielle had inside help working for her. It did not take much time before one with her number ended up there as well.
On our walk, we had our first genuine conversation. I was still holding off, not quite sure what I was going to do about the girl with chestnut-brown hair who had taken such an interest in me. Unbeknown to me Danielle was beginning to tire of my indecision. Though I had intended that this little excursion would lead to nothing further Danielle had to go and make a random comment about long horns that piqued my interest. So, rather than it all coming to an end, we arranged to meet again, this time at church.
What could go wrong? Needless to say, that meeting at church and the lunch afterward was not necessarily what either Danielle or I expected. I was looking for a feeling and Danielle was looking for interest, and we both came up short. We had still not determined what we would be, though we attempted to be friends.
