Where you at? Ryan texts me.
I am at the Washington Monument, I text back. About thirty seconds later, he replies.
Cant wait to see you, beautiful.
I could just imagine his facial expression he had while he was typing that. I am honestly so excited to see him. I've been through a lot with him. It's hard to believe that something like this could ever happen. I am scared of what could happen. No, scratch that. I am anxious to see his face in person for the very first time. We never have met before. Our love was an accident, nothing more. If I told anyone the story about our story, nobody would ever believe me. It's so crazy that something like this could ever happen.
Our love wasn't the type of love where you could kiss each other on the lips goodnight. It wasn't the type of love where you could slow dance with bright stars glowing in the sky. Nor was it the type where you could just show up at each other's houses and sit around and watch movies. It was the most complicated thing ever and we never meant to fall in love with each other.
