One year later

Exactly one year ago, in about five hours, I will meet him for the first time. And tomorrow, one year ago, we will exchange many smiles and the first kiss. And me, one year ago, I do not know it yet, I don't really want to go to this social gathering of young embassy staff because it is raining and I am tired and have another long day tomorrow. But I will go. And there he will be. And one year later he is still here. It is funny how things just turn out right sometimes...