Love? Do I even know what this word means? I was too young when my parents passed away to understand the meaning of love and the sweet feelings it brings. I never experienced those emotions, but I knew deep down that I loved my parents very much. They were everything I had, and their painful departure took everything away from me, everything I had and everything I will have one day. So, have I ever really experienced the true meaning of love?
I don't think I have, despite remembering my affection and attachment to Zachariah when I was young. It was an attachment that made me sure that I loved him. He was the only one I really loved with all my heart, aside from my parents, but was it really love?
I mean, I was just a little girl who was influenced by how close Zachariah was to me. He was
