Thirteen years ago today, D and I were in a pub, before going on to the Riverside.
Thirteen years ago today was the first time we kissed.
Thirteen years ago today, my fate was sealed. I knew it had to be him. I wasn't ever going to be happy with anyone else.
It took more than three years before we started going out. Worth every minute.
I wouldn't change one single thing about the last three years. Except for the last few months, obviously.
Love ya, D.