Love_Sick "Hello." That was the first thing I said when I met her. It was nothing out of the ordinary and why should I start a conversation any other way? She had showed up at my doorstep like a gift given to me by someone I didn't know. I wasn't sure what to expect from that bright smile match with a naïve look in her wide eyes. She would become my only friend in only a few days. She wouldn't understand everything I said, but she would never scourge me for my thoughts or dreams. Her wishes always holding some form of happiness and soon I'd become infected with it too. My straitlaced personality that I had developed from years of living a