Pieces in a puzzle.
Little did we know, our story started the day we sat and sipped our first cup of coffee together as strangers, trying to get to know each other better. In my head the fireworks went off instantly, but somehow I wasn't sure if I was allowed to feel that way. My little heart that went dancing around for a tiny bit, had to settle down eventually and get back to the grind. It was that one night when I realised my tiny heart wouldn't stop dancing. We each had our drinks and were happily sawing to the loud music in the background, whispering sweet nothings in each others ears. Until the other girl came along and you went swinging into her arms and dancing like there was no tomorrow. My tiny hurt felt a giant punch in the face, and that's when I realised I was going to drink my sorrows away, quiet literally that night. The music suddenly turned up and I danced enough where I couldn't feel my feet. I faintly remember a ride back to my hotel room, where I almost fell asleep o