Jun 1, 2012 by Krysta
Once upon a time, a long time ago, a boy and girl met.
It wasn't love at first sight. The girl was determined to go places in life... far away places... like Australia. She wasn't about to let any boy get in the way of her plans, and so off she went to the other side of the world. While she was there, she talked to the boy.... nearly every day. She began to grow quite fond of him, though she'd never admit it. She was certain that she only felt this way because of the distance and the fact that there was no chance at a real relationship from thousands of miles away.
A year later, the girl came back home. The boy picked her up at the airport, and from that day on, they began to spend a lot of time together. Friends would ask questions, wondering when they would start dating... to which they'd always shrug off. It would never happen. They were just friends. The best of friends, but still... just friends. After 8 months of nonsense, they finally accepted their fate... and 3 years ago tomorrow... the boy finally kissed the girl, and the rest... well... it has all seemed to fall into place quite nicely.
Sure, they are married now, but who says they can't still celebrate the day that they started dating? After all, this year they are finally both in Canada!
I love you, my best friend, turned boyfriend, turned fiancé.... now husband.
Thanks for the last (best) 3 years of my whole entire life.