You disappeared off to College while I stayed on at 6th Form to complete my A-Levels. I thought that was that, I didn't have a number or you added onto my bebo or myspace or whatever awful social networking sites we used back then.
That's when something else stepped in, to make sure we found each other again. A mutual friend of ours (I'm using the term loosely here, I know you're not his greatest fan), started up a band. You were the drummer, but only for a few weeks. I checked out the band's page and listened to a couple of tracks that had been put up. Something urged me to scroll down a bit and there I found your name. A blast from the past. Someone I thought I'd never see again.
I added you on the necessary awful social networking sites and we started chatting, usually over MSN (remember using that??) We flirted, we chatted and we got to know each other a little better.
We arranged to meet up one evening, after I had finished revising for exams and you had finished work. I smiled the instant I saw you, I didn't stop for the whole evening. Our hands slipped into each others and it felt right, normal, as if it had always been that way. Conversation flowed easily. I was nervous but relaxed with you holding my hand.
We went to the local Park, wandered around for a bit and talked some more. We hugged, we walked, we held hands, we smiled. Eventually we kissed. We were under that big tree close to the children's play area..do you remember it? I still smile when we walk past it, 8 years on, married, with our two children. Still holding hands.
It was April 25th 2006 when we 'officially' started dating. Eight whole years ago today, how insane is that?! You've made those years fly past. I love you. Just the same. Always.