We were introduced when we were 13 and 14 years old. We called each other everyday when we got out of school and talked on the phone all night. This went on for about one year. We no clue of what each other looked like, at the age of 14 and 15 years old we were finally able to meet in person. We saw each other and decided to stay friends. However, we never broke our routine. We began dating other people and with everyone I ever dated Patrick said “ He is not the one for you”. I would ignore his comments and try to prove him wrong but, little did I know he was right. He went off to college and we began to lose touch throughout the year but, we would hang out during the summers and catch up with each other. We would still talk for hours like we were never apart. Timing still wasn’t right for us to date just yet. We both finished college and had to live our adult lives. As we became older and parents, we lost communication for a few years. Before we knew it, four years went by without speaking, but Patrick always found me and told me happy birthday EVERY year. On my 28th birthday I received my yearly message and told him I was coming back home to celebrate. I gave him the time and location and YES he showed up. He whispered in my ear I am not going to let you get away this time. I giggled and said let's just enjoy the night. At this time I lived in Raleigh and thought there was no way we could make a long distance relationship work. He was ready to prove me wrong. We rotated out weekends, took trips in and out of the United States, and before I knew it we were back to the old times where we talked on the phone every chance we got. We were each other's first voice in the morning and last voice in the evening. We became each other's support systems. He was the only system I needed and I was his. It took about 15 years to get where we are but there is no place that we would rather be.