Chance meeting
24 years ago, I met a young lady, we started seeing each other and fell madly in love. We were together for three years, a real rollercoaster of a relationship. We were both very young and immature, we were both headstrong and though we both were very much in love, being together was the wrong thing for both of us. Eventually, after many painful arguments, we finally split, for good. Life went on for both of us, but I never really stopped thinking about her. Sometimes I'd go weeks without thinking of her, but then something would remind me of her and I'd find again, that little place inside where something was permanently missing.

July 2006, I was on my way to work, a journey I had made almost every week day for two and a half years. Train to Kings Cross, then down to the tube station to catch a train to Baker Street and then on to Marylebone to the offices of the bank I was working for. I'd left the house, expecting nothing other than to roll into work, make it to the end of the day and return home, but the day turned out significantly different to anything I could have imagined.

I walked onto the packed platform and headed to the spot where getting on the train would put me in the perfect place to get off at the stairs at Baker St. and there she was. Stood in the exact spot I always stood. My heart leapt and then almost instantly fell. We'd not parted on anything remotely approaching the best terms and I feared that she would still resent the way things had ended. I didn't know if she had seen me, so I stood behind her, waiting for the train to arrive. I couldn't talk to her, the disappointment, if she still felt angry, would be too much too bear. I would get on the train, she would get off at a different stop to me and it would be one of those wonderful moments that I would remember and treasure.

The train pulled in and we got on, I was sure that she was unaware of my presence. Euston Square, she did not get off and my nervousness rose. the longer she was on the train, the more likely was the chance that she would see me and I'd find out if she was still angry with me. Great Portland Street came and went too and my anxiety levels rose higher. I told myself that I would get off at Baker Street and she would stay on the train, heading off to who knows where and out off my life once again. If she did get off at Baker Street, however, I felt I owed it to myself to at least try to speak to her. When we arrived and she stepped off, just ahead of me, my resolve evaporated. She would be going out a different exit to me and we'd part without meeting, it would be for the best. At the top of the stairs, expecting her to turn left, she turned right and I was a mess. Fear and elation flooded through me and finally, I plucked up the courage to say something. I said her name, not knowing quite what to say, but she stopped and I saw the most beautiful thing I have every seen. She smiled at me, tears in her eyes. She'd been feeling exactly the same as I had but had not plucked up the courage to speak to me and, fearing the worst, had resigned herself to walking off, never knowing.

Our lives have changed completely since that day. We both lived lives that made us grow up, in different ways, but it turns out, we're the pretty much the same two kids that fell in love 24 years ago and last year, 22 years after I first proposed, we finally tied the knot. That's where I saw the next most beautiful thing, her on her father's arm, walking down the aisle.

Apologies if it's a bit Mills & Boon and probably a bit clichéd, just wanted to share.

*Edit* cheers for all the comments, and to all those that asked, it's 100% true. Seems funny, but sometimes the stuff of Hollywood movies, really is the sort of shit you can't make up.
(lardyboy Next stop, Fissplap Central, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 14:29, 24 replies)

Not much else to say but
YAYAYAY
( whenanimalsattackhumans clad in global hypercolour, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 14:32, closed)

*sobs*


*clicks*
(Nanny Pat vote for me, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 14:40, closed)

Awww
I'm v unhappy at the moment and that made me think that nice things do happen.

Have a click.
(MichaelLinge (ywc), Fri 6 Aug 2010, 14:58, closed)

*lump in throat*
Grown man here with a severe case of the 'aahs'.
Good on yer, squire!
(Billy The Fish wants to gargle with Lucy Pinder's bath water, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 15:08, closed)

I fucking love this kind of shit.
Although I do feel compelled to swear a lot whilst admitting it.
*click*
( Wet-chinned bag shanker Cannot parse Wogan, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 15:13, closed)

this is rather lovely :-)
( awayfromthenumbers, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 15:23, closed)

That'd better be true.
Because it brought a huge smile to my face on a shitty, grey friday afternoon.
( Tab Hunter Make this useless process end and so, begin again, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 15:30, closed)

Click
Like a few others here, I have had a shit day. This has reminded me that life is not always shit.
(womanwhocanonlylivewithdogs, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 15:41, closed)

Ow
I think I've got something in my eye...
(PerspexAvenger, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 15:48, closed)

Please be true
Otherwise I sat here in tears for nothing.

Damn you B3ta, how do you do this to me!

Clicky for finding your lost love.
( Rev. Jayneflakes Buy my book, I need the cash for drugs and hookers, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 16:07, closed)

Fucking stupid monitor...
....all fucking stupid and blurry all of a sudden....(sobs...clicks...)
(NoveltyCondomHead Clanks Wams., Fri 6 Aug 2010, 16:16, closed)

One thing
Awesome!
(Strump striving for imperfection since, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 16:27, closed)

Oh my!
That is a heartwarming posting and no mistake.

Like the wet chinned bag-shanker, I fucking love this kind of shit. Fuck yes.
( sm.pl.crt.rs I don't fucking know, do I?, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 16:30, closed)

Happy times
Treasure them forever my friend, never take them for granted. :-)
(Vinnie Strokes Got bummed on, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 16:48, closed)

Awesome.
This prompted me to make my first comment on b3ta. Sat in my office in NYC with a smile on my face and a lump in my throat.
(westofthesun, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 16:58, closed)

fuck
knew i shouldn't have put chillies in this curry
*sniffles*
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 17:55, closed)

Sniff
God its dusty in Here !!!!!1

Sniff Sniff
(ebagumsidog, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 18:35, closed)

Mills & Boon
was never as good as this

*click*
(whiskas loved by 8 out of 10 cats, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 18:55, closed)

Ahhh!
I'm at work so I can't cry! Best of luck with the rest of your lives together.
(Woofie, Fri 6 Aug 2010, 18:59, closed)

Where
is the 'i love this' button?
( The Helpful Bear, Sat 7 Aug 2010, 19:45, closed)

clapping like a dork
I'm so happy for you-big hug!
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Sat 7 Aug 2010, 22:20, closed)

this is wonderful :)

( The Great Architect is still waiting for his account to be deleted on, Sun 8 Aug 2010, 10:17, closed)

click
bloody lovely
(DreddPirateBob has watched every scifi film ever on, Sun 8 Aug 2010, 10:22, closed)

That is excellent

(TheManWithThePlan cussed your mum on, Mon 9 Aug 2010, 11:29, closed)

Superb
I only ever thought stuff like this happened in films. Truly heartwarming.

*clicks like a maniac*
( the pink chicken sniffer sniffs pink chickens., Mon 9 Aug 2010, 13:02, closed)