We met on Twitter (long before Elon bought it). As bizarre as it sounds, or maybe not in 2022 when we met, it was 140 characters at a time post by post. Some say under the veil of being online, you show your true character- and with this relatively new axiom came the first pages of a love story neither knew was being written.

With every stray thought, mere observation, retweet of a bad joke or picture of a fat cat, we were on the same wave length. Like we were having a long distance conversation. Flirting without really flirting. It's an odd thought; something so passive.

Kyle-

I felt my first unrequited crush in years, like an angsty high schooler all over again. Monica would post a selfie looking gorgeous in her gym outfit, or she'd make a silly joke, or a good observation about a cult film I also liked. I'd swoon and hit the little heart button as if my own heart was actually lighting up itself. In the trenches of dating websites, I picked up etiquette best I could, and wasnt bold enough to just "slide into her DMs". So I continued to think, "wouldnt it be great to have someone as beautiful and funny and cool as her. Why can't a girl like her come along?"

While feeling frustrated, I was never too down, because every time I looked at her, something pinged. Something deep down said this woman is going to be important in my life, whether that be as a friend or as a partner, there is something about this woman. But in the mean time, keep a respectful distance and carry on.

Monica-

I suppose I can thank the internet for our union and in the strangest ways. I am a member of a facebook group dedicated to the tv show Joe Pera Talks with You. It was a discussion forum and place to share inside jokes from the show. Kyle was also in that group and would often write blurbs relating the shows themes to his own life, or from similar experiences, we as Midwesterns, face. I was captivated by his writing, even in writing this wedding website, I am still in awe of him. We decided to start messaging each other and met in person. It was July 3rd at Kozy Lounge in Hazel Park, where I would soon live with Kyle. I like to think I came over one day to meet him and just never left. Spending time and creating memories with Kyle is always magical, special, and fun.

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