Paris, France on the 19th of May, 2017, at 11:06pm
By Amanda G
During the last month of my second year of college, I started dating with my best friend.
We never put a label on it because he wasn't planning on returning to school the following year. We said goodbye for what we thought would be forever since he was going home to San Fransisco and I was living in New York. A few months prior, I had decided to go on a solo trip to Europe at the end of the spring semester, which I thought would go smoothly. I was wrong. The moment I stepped foot on the plane to London I was miserable. I missed my best friend/no-label-boyfriend and cried every single day I was in London. On the third day of my Europe trip, it was time to go to Paris where, again, I was sad. This time it was worse because I was in the City of Love all by myself!
Around 10:30pm that evening there was a knock on the door, I moped myself to the door, and it was him! He flew all the way from San Francisco to Paris to surprise me since he knew I was so down. We went for a walk that night to the Eiffel Tower and at 11:06pm standing in front of the tower we hugged and cried and made it official - we were boyfriend and girlfriend.