Kay

The first time met she was eight. it was a very short meeting, no word we exchanged but I knew she was the one, the key to my everlasting prison. the second time, she was fifteen, a chance encounter. it was too soon but even then I couldn't help myself I said hi and you smiled and all was right with the world. When the time was ready for our third and final meeting I couldn't find you. I scoured the earth. you were hidden from me, my key, my salvation, and I was ready to burn the world until one day there you were. at a street vendor looking at handmade jewelry...(ps introduce yourself with the name of your liking)