It was the night of Super Bowl 2012. Knowing my love for football, a close friend of mine invited me to a Super Bowl house party. Little did i know that in saying yes to attend, I'd meet the love of my life. It seemed as though I was the only one actually watching the game that night, but somehow amid the Kobe/Lakers debates, half time show, laughs, food, and fun, we managed catch each others eye. I'd like to say a brother slid in my DMs but it was more like a FB friend request and small talk. He invited me to celebrate his 25th birthday and anyone who knows Dave, knows how big a deal his birthdays are. From that night on, our interest in one another continued to grow. With anything worth having, time and effort play a major role. As was the case with Dave and I. It was until the fall that we decided to see exactly where this interest would take us. Our conversations and the time we spent together were like second nature, as if we'd known each other our entire lives. From 2012 til now, that fact still remains. The only thing that has changed is that my love for him continues to grow. I fall more in love with him each and everyday. Dave has become my best friend, my love, the person in whom my heart calls home.