Sometimes I lose faith in finding love. But then I see stories like this and it got me thinking--well, he's out there. Maybe tomorrow morning we'll bump into each other. Maybe next week. Maybe this Friday. But he's out there, and he's not going anywhere.
My parents met at a party when my dad took a swing at this guy who was bothering my future mom and accidentally punched her in the face instead. They've been happily married 20 years.
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