It all began--very sudden--one day when I had finished writing. A chord struck me. She struck me.
It all began on that faithful day. I was at the end of my rope, that had been cut off by my own hand. Ladearium was born, I had said what I had set out to say, and then I had nothing. I had purged myself
of all angst of old and new and was time to be reborn.

  She was born in Canada and of Indian parents. She was different not just in that alone, just that she was an innocent creature among us. She was the last flower after my Great Purge. I have known her for quite sometime before falling for her, before realizing that there was this woman who was there and had been there for me always, even when I didn't know I needed her.

That was the beginning....

   
    In the beginning of February of 2003, things begin to change in me. Something in my image was forming and I had no way of knowing that when she hugged me that when I that happened my direction was quite clear and it was heading straight for her. As she was leaving my site and on outside, I was falling for her every step of the way.

   It was also a given that when I figured out this was me falling for her, that I would have a hard time telling her. Of course, through the help of people they told me to just tell her. When I finally did she was in shock. We than began exploring this new avenue of our lives through months to come. Battling our demons of past issues.

   We could never keep our hands or feelings off or on each other. No matter how hard our demons pulled us apart we fought back and became stronger for it. Through March and up till August we finally figure out that there was no need fighting it and we professed our love for each other. We had fought and won the war.

   Only to stumble out of the battlefield and into the heart of our enemy's front. I knew from knowing her for so long that her parents were strict, unreasonably strict. By this time we had sworn ourselves to each other in a vow of our love, with plans on getting married in the near future that we were going to have to face them.

   By the many arms of their various gods, we were in the time of our life...

   
      We decided to have diner with them at a little restaurant they tend to like. Telling her to keep them from bringing her sister and her brother-in-law, her parents do it regardless. Deep down inside, I knew what kind of people I was being brought to be judged by and that had already had sat a bad taste on the bitter sector of my tongue.

      When the finally arrived I had imbibed a few drinks of the alcoholic sort to loosen me, only that I found it was making me more nervous causing me to drink more. In the end, I didn't get smashed but I got buzzed more than I thought I was going to be. Her family arrived with her, and they all took their seats. Getting the uncomfortable pleasantries out of the way, we all sit down and begin with the questions.

     Between not being able to understand her brother-in-law--whom asked more questions second to her sister--and not being able to understand her mom due to the sound, it made for me to get nervous a little. The night consisted of useless questions about my future. After fooling myself and thinking that I had made a roughly good impression on them I then headed to a friend's to crash and rest my tired bones.

   Once you feel like you've accomplished something, there is always a new day to test the stability of your creation...

    Waking up and making my long journey to see her the next day. I spoke with a friend who told me that everything went well. This calm, soothing feeling of accomplishment had swept through me. Only to be tackled down and pined to the ground by the overwhelming truth of the matter.

   Her parents woke up and decided to through their beliefs into it, finding out that I was "bad news" and our relationship would ultimately end in a bad way, they told her they didn't approve of me after saying they did the night before. My emotions were unstable, and my sanity dropped to lows that I have never which experienced. This was another barrier in our relationship that we would have to take down.

   However, hope was a luxury for a brief time for us, and it seemed all was lost. The thing about me is I am too stubborn to give up even when the odds are against me, and in this case us. Her parents later said that if we were seen together in public they would withdrawal her from academia. So we have been forced to see each other in the depths of buildings that no one knows about.

   A great defeat for anyone who has loved someone in their life. Hope is now flowing for us, because as long as there is life in my body, I will vow and take an oath that will never be broken that we will be together.

   I was raised to believe that a person needs two things in life: someone to share his/her life with and a goal. Mine goes hand in hand. I have found my someone, and I have my goal. No force in this world has been able to withstand the unimaginable that is love. Money can buy it like it can by a fake Rolex watch.

   I love her, and that will not waver even after my death. To find someone is to truly be alive for the first time since you were born.