I loved a girl once.

I thought she was beautiful the moment I saw her. I was cautious at first though. I had decided that beauty was only worth so much - my previous relationship had been wracked by personality conflicts.

It was much more than simply being attractive that made me realize I loved this girl though. She was there for me through some of the most serious months of my life.  Probably against all good judgement, she stood by me.

We made it through the tough times though. What followed were a lot of laughs, a lot of fun, a lot of things I still remember now, and a lot of things I've forgotten.

Those were good times.

It's been seven years since we met. Happy birthday  =)