Getting my Bittersweet tattoo that day I hope. Mark an end to ever hoping, praying, and believing that what we had will come back. February 15th, 2010. That night really did it for us. Although we had met casually before, that night we talked and talked and talked and talked. I knew I’d never find someone quite like you. And you hold true to that. The night of Valentine’s Day and the early morning of the 15th. One night I still remember, no matter how cold it was, or how long we talked. One coincidence after another. At that moment, I did believe in things that were “meant to be”. It just felt right. And now.. look at us. What did that night even mean?
