In 2014, they were both on dating apps, but this was pre-Tinder, when swiping left or right wasn't a concept yet. Taylor found Melissa, thought she was rather neat, and sent her a message. No, not a "Hey whats up" message, but what could only be considered a full-on letter. With punctuation. And multiple paragraphs. Possibly even more surprising, Taylor kept this up for weeks. Nearly every day after work, Melissa would go home and rush to open her laptop and read the letters Taylor had written her, where they talked about their favorite movies and TV shows, books and music, and shared anecdotes about their day. Finally, after a few weeks of consistent and in-depth conversation, she decided he probably wasn't a serial killer, and agreed to meet in person for the first time. They saw a movie, had a chaste kiss goodnight, and no one's kidney got stolen. It was worth a second date, for sure. Maybe even a third. If you ask Melissa how she knew she fell in love, she'll say she wasn't even trying and was caught completely off guard. She felt so comfortable, and so much like herself, it was impossible not to fall in love. If you ask Taylor, he'll just gesture to Melissa and say "Have you had her cooking?" But more seriously, he'll insist how she just "gets him", and he'll smile softly and say "She's my person."