I met a boy from my neighborhood when I was 12. We held hands in school. We were a "couple". I got scared of being a "couple" and ended it. I regretted it. He was a friend in highschool. He played in a band...oooo. He loved someone else now. I dated someone else. We went to different colleges. He became a Marine. He wrote me while a taught in Honduras. He changed, not a rocker anymore. We met again. He asked me to be his girlfriend. He changed his mind. He loves his troops now more, that's all he cares about. I saw him again in our neighborhood a year later. I guess I was over him. Then I found Jesus. Then I found the love of my life. I will never change again. It was meant to be.