I'm not sure I know what to think of the girl I've searched for since I was thirteen; she isn't exactly how I remembered her. I'm twenty-five, a guy and a virgin. Yep, you read that right; I'm still a virgin. Why you ask? Because I met the woman of my dreams when she was still a girl and I've been searching for her ever since we met. I've saved myself for her, as I believe she saved herself for me. Why again? Because I will love her, like she will love me, when we finally meet, again. I'd like to think it was that simple, but I don't really know if she will love me. I only hope she will. If...