It all began right on our street. Keenan and I grew up just steps away from each other, attending the same schools and living parallel lives that somehow never quite intersected. He was a year older than me, and for years, we seemed to just miss one another, passing by without ever truly meeting. Still, we shared small, familiar moments from afar, exchanging friendly waves from our yards as neighbors do. Fifteen years went by like this so close, yet not quite crossing paths. Then one day, everything changed. After spotting Keenan and his brother taking graduation pictures, my mom immediately called me, full of excitement, convinced that Keenan and I would make the perfect couple. I laughed it off at the time… but just a few days later, fate had its own plans. The doorbell rang. When I answered, a tall, dark, handsome man turned around and asked if I could help take out his braids. In that moment, it felt like time stood still. I was across the street in seconds, ready to help without hesitation. And from that day on, we’ve been inseparable. What started as years of missed moments turned into a lifetime we can’t wait to share together. Sometimes, the best love stories aren’t rushed, they’re simply waiting for the right moment to begin.