How Could I Stop Loving Him?
After Erika had gone home, I spent the remainder of the afternoon and evening thinking about both the Torstein and my unrequited love for Hans, listening to a variety of metal music while I pondered. I played two albums by the Finnish band Nightwish twice; thus far, the singer of that band impressed me the most out of all of the metal singers I enjoyed. I had my father to thank for my discovery of that band. He had happened upon their show at a conference in Helsinki over a year ago. Their lyrics spoke deeply to me that day, while I ruminated on my impossible desires.
What if I’ve been looking at this wrong the whole time? Maybe I should take Hans on my next trip through time. Maybe if we share some crazy adventure, he’d finally reciprocate my feelings. And i
