“According to Greek Mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings, condemning them to spend their lives in search for their other halves.”

First: As I flipped through the pages of a space-farer’s love letter to his wife, I looked up only to find the one who would be my own staring back at me, with nebulas in her eyes. And as she veered off course to sit next to me, with gleaming curiosity, I tried my very best to hold onto that moment. We ended up finding a way to turn what felt like a minute’s time into an hour of conversations within conversations, sidebars that assured this wouldn’t be our last encounter. But I desperately tried to read the slight stumble in our voices, a smile here and a blush there, all while secretly hoping she was feeling it too. It’s hard to ignore the flutterings of the heart, inconsequential to time.

Then: A gentle knock was heard from across the dimly lit and still aired dormitory room. I had no study sessions, no plans with friends, and no anticipated visitors. I looked through the peephole only to find a young, curly haired scholar trying to avoid eye contact. I opened the door to be greeted with an alluring smile that could brighten any space and a warm “hello”. The young man proceeded with his front desk assistant obligations, notifying me of that evening’s social event, which I honestly could not have cared less about. However, being greeted with those stunningly warm solar-flare eyes left me finding any excuse to take up his time. And I did just that. We spent the next 4 hours sitting in the doorway of my room talking about our interests, aspirations, and hobbies. It felt like I had rediscovered someone I once knew. The ease of our conversations, the natural hesitation underlying certain questions in hopes of not being too forward, and the beauty of an unintentional commitment cultivating right before our eyes was like nothing I had ever had the pleasure of experiencing. In that very moment I knew I didn’t want my time to be spent with any other man.

Now: It’s memories like these, little moments of serendipity, which we have shared over the last decade. From the stress of our educational endeavors to those of life, and everything that embodies it, our relationship has grown beyond that of two people sharing an experience together. The culmination of all these points in time has lead us to this beautiful day, and a promise. We look forward to sharing it with you.

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