I knew the moment I met you.

It sounds crazy but as soon as you asked us if we knew where we met for the Lee lobby I knew.

It was this sense of comfort.

I didn't feel anxious about talking to someone I didn't know.

In fact when we were finally headed in the right direction, I started the conversation with you with no problem.

When you sat down next to me though, I was nervous.

Not because you were not someone I knew.

Because I knew right then that I liked you.

It was like the pieces fell into place.

Throughout the day things only got stronger the more I learned about you.

I wanted to be near you so badly,

To hear your voice and see you in that t-shirt that clung to you so perfectly and look into those sparkling eyes.

You called me funny.

I am not funny. That is never a word that any one has ever used to describe me until you.

But you called me funny.

680 miles. 680 miles is too far for the person that is making me hopeful again.

The person that made me realize my dream person is a reality and you're not perfect but that's ok.

In fact, it makes me like you more.

I wish and pray harder than anything that you even feel a glimpse of the same way.

And that maybe our paths are meant to cross again someday.