My One And Only

I met him in ninth period Biology when I was 15 years old, in grade 10. I was awkward and shy, afraid of my own shadow. He was sitting behind me, he said something, I turned around and he smiled that beautiful smile of his and I looked into his gorgeous blue eyes.

I was instantly smitten, he talked to me and really seemed genuinely interested. He was so kind and funny, I crushed so hard on him. I even wrote love notes which I put in his locker anonymously. I was so geeky, lol.

I finally came clean and told him it was me. He smiled, we became friends, I used to call him at night and talk for hours, I always laughed so hard with him. I even went to his church to be near him.

That summer after grade 10 saw me going to another school. I never forgot him though, I wondered about him often. My life took a path where I became a single mom at 18. One day I was walking to Sears by Mumford, a guy was walking towards me, it was him;).

He instantly remembered me and stopped to talk to me, I was full of butterflies. His smile was as beautiful as always. Not too long after that a girl I grew up with was going to a house party, she said you will never believe who is going to be there. I said who? She said him.

I almost jumped out of my skin, I begged her to see if I could go, she said no problem. The night came for the party, I was so nervous. I got there, he was in the kitchen. He smiled at me and talked to me like old times. He started dancing with all the girls in the room and he by passed me, I was sad but he came back to me after he danced with everyone else and then he said, I was saving the best for last.

I truly melted and waltzed with him, I felt so complete being in his arms. Fate had stepped in our path again, though he was seeing someone and it was almost 7 years later before I was to see him again. This time the Sears delivery buzzed with a package, I opened the door and all I could see was how beautiful this man's body was.

All of a sudden, I heard my name, I looked up into his gorgeous blue eyes and it was him, he flashed me a smile that was amazing as usual. I'm sure I turned every shade of pink and red. We talked for a few minutes, then he was gone.

I would not hear from him again until I was 45 when I looked him up on Facebook. I was nervous that one he would not remember me or two that he would and wouldn't want to talk to me. I was wrong on both accounts.

He did remember me and we chatted off and on for three years on Facebook. I always enjoyed our conversations. He was with someone, I was just happy to be friends. Then last summer (2011). I noticed he had left New Brunswick and was on his way out West.

He started talking to me whenever he was on, we talked like old times. It seemed he had been hurt in his previous relationship but he was still upbeat with me. He told me he loved how happy and positive I was, he wanted to know how and why I felt like that. He wanted to feel the same way.

He asked me if I had a secret, I said yes;). He said do tell, I laughed and said it would take too long to type. He asked me if I was a tease?  I laughed and said I can be. That flirt changed everything. We talked for hours every night, we couldn't get enough of each other.

I told him one night that I deserved him because I deserved the best, he stopped me and said, "Did you ever think it was me that deserved you?"  I cried, no man had ever made me feel that special. All of this coming from the sweet boy I never forgot.

We made plans for him to come home for a visit, we thought it wouldn't be for months. I was on the bus one night and I thought wouldn't it be amazing to have him home for New Year's. I got home, he messaged me to say he might be home for New Year's, he wanted to spend it with me and he wanted to wake up with me and start the new year off right.

About a week later, I thought I wish he could be home for Christmas, I came home, he messaged me that he was almost positive he would be home for the Christmas holidays, I cried, my dream was coming true. He said I want to spend the holidays with the girl who held me in a piece of her heart all these years.

We were both crazy with anticipation, I had to work and couldn't meet him at the airport. It was better that way, he fulfilled another fantasy of mine, he showed up at my work with a dozen red roses and told the receptionist that he was my soldier boy from out West.

I was so high on happiness, I hugged him and it felt so amazing to be held by him. He came by to pick me up after work, I got in the car and smiled and giggled. He was going to start driving, I said wait, I got on my knees on the car seat and leaned over to kiss him.

That kiss was better than any imagined kiss I'd ever had about him. I had butterflies and my belly did flip flops. We both sighed, it was a long time coming. I felt complete, we were so close, so happy and so at ease with each other.

The holidays were amazing, he helped me to slow down and enjoy it all. Sometimes we rush too much and miss the joy we could have. We just enjoyed holding hands, walking arm in arm, driving around looking at Christmas lights, talking endlessly.

Waking up with him in my arms was magic, although I'm complete without him, I felt so fulfilled being with him. He saw the best in me, we are soul mates. He knows every crazy thing there is know about me and he still thinks I'm amazingly wonderful, he called me his special girl.

He told me to listen to the song Far Away by Nickleback, I think of him whenever I hear that song, that is our song, he said it was to apologize for making me wait for him for so long. I crushed on him in high school, I fell in love with him when I was an adult woman. No one in my whole life has made me feel I was so worthy, so lovable and so wanted... no one has ever made me feel that safe.

Whatever happens in the future we will be close, we love each other as best friends and no one can come between us. He's the man I can tell all my inner secrets to and I have told him all of them. I am his soft place to fall, whenever he needs me, I'll be there for him, always.

We transcend love, we were meant to be soul mates, we were destined. Our path proved that, we were never too far from each other. He thought about me over the years and he was the boy I could never forget.

Because he's always been so honest, I can believe him when he tells me I'm beautiful and amazing. He's not a liar. I feel so blessed to have him in my life and he feels the same way.

I will never give up on him, our paths are destined to be intertwined for the rest of our lives and maybe forever. No one knows what the future holds.