Being in love was a blessing... no, more like a miracle. Love was something that very few found and it was often mistaken for lust. I found it, not while looking for it but instead in the most unexpected place. I found it through the connection of sly glances, fingertips brushing, gentle pecks and encouraging smiles. I knew it was love because every time I saw him, it was much like the first time... my heart raced, my head felt light warmth and spread through my body like fire.