The Day We Met

I was always told that you shouldn’t look for love, love will find you. I always had the worst luck with guys. Honestly, each and every guy I met turned out to be a disappointment. Can any of you ladies relate? Holla! But seriously, I never dated. I was never in a real, serious relationship. I was so freaking independent, I didn’t even know how to commit to another person if I wanted to. Anyways, that’s a little background of my dating life before I met Scottie.

Here’s our story:

I walked into my composition class on a very early Tuesday morning at 8am. Now, let me be clear that I did not choose to be enrolled in this class, a counselor chose it for me. Normally, 8am’s are not my thing. I very much like my sleep. But in this case, I didn’t have a choice. I entered the class with an open mind though. It was my second attempt at this whole college thing. I glanced around the room and found a seat towards the front of the class. I wanted to be studious, and writing was always one of my stronger subjects. I really didn’t pay much mind to my other classmates, because in all honesty, I didn’t care. I was there to learn and to succeed.

Scottie sat two rows behind me, and I was first made aware of him when he got up to go to the bathroom. On his way back to his seat, our eyes locked, and I swear to god it was love at first sight, although I don’t think either of us knew it yet. I felt something, really deep down, it was a feeling I couldn’t describe no matter how hard I tried. I think he felt it too. I know it sounds super cliche, I mean he was a complete stranger. I knew nothing about him.

I got a follow request from him a few days later on instagram. I accepted, of course, and browsed through his pics. I was definitely attracted to him, but I wasn’t about to show it. My phone lit up, and it was a notification from him. He had liked one of my pictures. And then another one. And another one. But he didn’t like my selfies. He liked the pictures of my cat. How intriguing. I was very curious about him.

He sent me a message the next day via instagram asking if we had a quiz in english. We both knew we didn’t, and I knew it was just an excuse to talk to me. He quickly gave me his number, some weird area code I didn’t recognize. I gave him mine instead. That’s where it all started.

Scottie was so different from the other guys though; he knew how to get me hooked. He made me chase him, instead of the other way around. I don’t even think I realized the game he was playing. I always texted him first, without even thinking twice.

Everything happened so fast between us, but I didn’t even care. I was crazy about him, and I knew he felt the same way. We spent every moment we could together.

Clearly, we did something right. Three years later and we are still just as crazy about eachother, if not crazier.

Scottie, you are my best friend. My soulmate. My other half. The love of my life. The father of my child. My favorite person in the world. I love you so much.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Mary Sanchez says:

    Your writing is absolutely beautiful and engaging! I remember that day you saw Scottie in class. You came home and told me pretty much the exact same thing! Not many people are blessed to find true love.. Cherish it❤️

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    1. Thanks Mama ❤️ I love you

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