I met my first love aboard a cruise form New York to Bermuda when we were sixteen. Years after our cruise, I realized she was the love of my life and began looking for her. I never found her, and eventually married someone else. Eventually the marriage ended. True love never dies, and 30 years after our cruise, I tried once again to find my first love. Still no luck. Fortunately, she felt the same way and began looking for me. She found me on Google. It became evident we were destined to be together after all. Six months later, we reunited to violins playing our love song in Grand Central Station. I asked her to marry me, and she said yes. Later this month, we will finally become husband and wife.
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