This quote has no pretty formatting, and for that I apologize. Some
of the girls here on witty need a little hope. When I was a
freshman in high school I started dating the most amazing guy I had
ever met. He was a grade above me. I was convinced that I loved
him, and that we were meant to be forever. I just had this feeling
that I couldn't explain, like I just found my other half. We
lasted four months, and then we broke up. I was devistated. I was
so hurt that I wanted nothing to remind me of how happy I was with
him, and how amazing he was, so I deleted him from facebook. Four
years went by, we both dated other people, though I never truly
stopped loving him. I avoided him at school for the first three
years, and then he graduated and I didn't see him at all for a
year after that. I never believed it when people told me
"if it's meant to be then it will happen." I
graduated the next year, and that summer I was going to my
grandparents house in a completely different town 4 hours away.
Three hours from my hometown(and his) I stopped at a random gas
station because I was hungry. I walked into the gas station and he
was standing there. He was headed home from a concert he had gone
to with his friends. We started talking, and he gave me his new
number. I waited a week, trying to decide if I wanted to be
reminded of everything we had. And I texted him. We started
talking, and eventually we hung out. We've been dating for a
little over a year now, and I couldn't be happier. I truly do
believe now that if something is supposed to happen, it will.