Her and I had always stayed in contact, even if it was just a few texts or phone calls here and there. We’d always try to meet up whenever we were back in our hometown at the same time. She’s a busy girl, so even when we were both back, she usually didn’t have that much time. But this time it was different, we  hung out a bit more than usual. She had a boyfriend at the time. But I still believed that there was something very strong between us. I told her this, that seeing her arouse, all the suppressed feelings I had for her.

I went for a long shot, and told her, the last night we were able to hang out, that if she came over to see me, I’d make a move on her and kiss her. If she came over, it was my turn to make the next move. She knew this, and surprisingly still came over. Not immediately, first she picked me up from the bar I was at, and we talked a little in the car, on the way to my house. We reached my place and went inside, straight to my bedroom. We both sat on the bed. I told her, that I was going to make a move, and I was bout to do just that.

I began kissing her neck, and within ten seconds she pushed me off of her, told me to stop, said she can’t do this, and then walked out of my room. I quickly followed, walked her to the door, gave her a hug and apologized, but she knew what I was going to do. She accepted and agreed, then we said our good bye’s. I didn’t see her for another year at least. But I never stopped believing, that she was the One. My Soul Mate.