It is hard to start from the beginning, it has been many, many, years. Have you ever met someone, knowingly in your heart that, that person is the one? Yet, you’re too young to make any harsh moves and 12,000 miles in between? Or so it felt.

I guess, I should fill you in on this awesome love story that never actually started nor ended, until 3 days ago.

When I was 15, in high school, back when MySpace was all the rage, I received a friend’s request from this boy. “Stalking” him a bit before accepting, I had come to learn that he loved photography, the trumpet, and music. Intrigued, I ofcourse accepted. From there on out our conversations escalated. We would talk for hours online and over the phone. I knew deep down that I was falling in the love with a boy, over MySpace. Now, I know what you are thinking. You think I am crazy, right? Well here was the catch. Yes, a catch. Who would ever thought, right? Anyways, his mother was from where I lived, knew my family and attended the same school. It was then, I knew he was legit. This boy had features like Tom Welling. Like exact features and I was in heaven. He had shaggy brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and a smile to kill. He contacted me because his family and him were taking a vacation here, to my town and he wanted to get to know some people, prior to coming. Of course I didn’t say no and turn him down.

This was when things started to flame. W hen I stated we talked for hours, I mean, we talked Sun up to sun down, about everything. And when it was finally time to meet, I could hardly contain myself. My heart was racing as if it was going to fly right out of my body. I was the most happiest girl in the world and nothing else mattered that summer. 1 week, though just wasn’t enough.