Love Story: It hits you like explosive diarrhoea ๐Ÿ˜‚

Mo

Our love story is a bit of a funny one - we met on Tinder when we both had it as a joke about three years ago. The day I came across his profile I was at campus with my best friend and we were swiping for each other (as a joke) and we came across him, right then and there I told her (jokingly) that this man is the man I'm going to marry one day and that he is THE ONE ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ˜‚ I just had a feeling.

We exchanged numbers and spoke on and off with no real connection for a month or two. He asked me on a date twice and I stood him up both times (don't even ask ๐Ÿ˜‚)

Fast forward a few months after we eventually lost contact - I sent him a message asking him if he'll be at the racetrack that day since I was going to support a family member and he does racing as a hobby. He wasn't there but we got to chatting and hit it off immediately. We spoke day and night with messages as long as book pages ๐Ÿ˜‚ a week later he asks me on a last minute date so I cancelled plans (which is very unlike me) so that I could go. I met him there, both of us nervous as hell but as soon as we started talking we didn't stop. I've seen him every week since that day more than two years ago and I plan on marrying him, like I told my best friends two and a half years ago ๐Ÿ˜‚

He has been nothing but a blessing and I get lost in his eyes every single time he looks at me. I've never really been in a LTR but let me tell you, when it comes, it comes like diarrhoea - unexpectedly and without hesitation ๐Ÿ˜‚