That Night (When I lost you and myself)

This is just an one-shot account of Elena's thoughts leading up to the crash into the grill. I wrote it a little like poetry, but it is not in verse. Sneak Peek: It began on a summer night with a mistaken identity. A mistaken identity, passionate words, and a delay of everything inevitable. It began on a summer night when she was lost, and he found her. That's when it began.