But there was one fateful day when my thoughts began to change.
One day where I found myself begin to start to care.
I only had one purpose in my life.
It was not to love, and it was certainly not to care about people.

Yet when I first saw him,
His semi-long dirty blond hair blowing in his face
And his deep almond shaped emerald eyes that took my heart in a glance,
I felt something closer . . .
No . . . something . . . something deeper toward him.

I didn't understand what this feeling could be.
I wanted to push him away,
But I couldn't as he somehow pushed me out of hiding
From the shell that I had locked myself in.

He knew I was afraid,
He knew about my past.
But he felt that he couldn't tell me anything,
And what I didn't understand was . . . why?
I told him about myself,
I still had some secrets left to share.
But I had realized one thing.
He was afraid I wouldn't care.

I was sitting in my Guardian Tree,
Trying to look around for my friends who said they would come by.
Suddenly I saw him coming near the tree.
I looked down below me with the branches blocking some of my view.
I hugged my knees close to my chest as I finally saw his face,
The concern clearly showing in his eyes as mine met his.
His soft voice called up to me,
Telling me to come down.
Still I sat in my tree as he called to me,
Not knowing what to do as my sapphire eyes mirrored undying fear.

What do I do? I thought desperately as I saw a pleading expression on his face,
Making me want to do nothing more then to just run as far as I could from him.
But I wanted to feel more of this feeling, to feel this emotion they call love.
I wanted to open myself up to him, to let him hold me in his arms and tell me that everything was okay.
I wanted to break away from the protective shell I had kept myself in all those years.
But something stopped me,
Paralyzed me,
The familiar feeling of fear telling me not to come down.

I guess he realized that himself as he mutter something,
Slowly lifting himself off the ground by some magical force.
His black cloak blow behind him in the sudden burst of wind
And his dirty blond hair got in his eyes as he moved it away with a brush of his hand.
I reached for a branch above me,
Numbly pulling myself higher to get away from this man I feared,
Trying to run away from the feelings that were making me lose control.
My feelings are leaving my body,
Pulling my back into the shell of a human in the life I lived.

I climbed higher, but still,
He continued to follow me.
When I looked next to me, there he was, in the air,
Moving the hair out of his eyes again as he looked at me,
A caring and loving expression on his face.
Tears began to run down my cheeks
As the fear of my past began to push me back into the protective shell.
Damn you! I cried silently within the depths of my mind.
For once I'm going to feel what I want to feel for once in my life!

I felt the shell dissolve around me again,
Feeling a tender hand taking my own slowly.
My face began to turn red and my heart began to beat real fast,
The feeling of happiness overflowing inside of me.
A smile creeped on my lips as I remembered
Our mysterious meeting from three days before.
He saved my life, I thought in amazement once more.
He saved the life of a stranger . . .
I wonder . . .
Whatever did he do it for?

My eyes looked away from him as I looked at the ground,
Still thinking about this mysterious stranger
Who kept me so entranced with just a mere glance.
He's not like everyone else . . .
He seems to understand pain . . .
So why does he even care
About what the hell happens to me?

Two fingers lifted my chin up slowly,
Making my eyes meet his,
When suddenly his eyes began to twinkle.
"You know," he told me, his voice soft and light,
"Looking down at the ground all the time can be a bad habit."
Then I laughed for some reason, seeing the smile on his face appear,
Feeling more happier that I was more comfortable around him.

Without thinking, I reached out to the floating stranger beside me,
Finding his free hand taking one of my hands into his gently.
We were like that for a seconds, even when his other hand under my chin
Left the spot it was at to have his arm snake around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
The other hand that was intertwined with mine let my hand go,
Only to have it run through my straight turquoise colored hair.
I was pulled off the branch swiftly and my feet felt nothing but air,
But with his tight hold on me, I knew there was nothing I wasn't willing to dare
To stay into his loving embrace.

I saw him grin mischeviously as he brushed away the hair and
whispered into my ear,
"I guess you were well worth the wait, after all, then."
Without any second thoughts, he tried for a second kiss,
His first one scaring me to all parts of the living cosmos.
But there was something different about this kiss as I let him, and kissed him back again.