I met the love of my life when I was three years old. She and I met at the town kiddy pool where we both were peeing at the same time. Our eyes met and it was love at first site.
Over the next few months we fell deeper and deeper in love, but then she broke the news to me: she was going to move to Utah to pursue a career in professional skiing. She asked me to come with her, but we were learning the alphabet that week, and I just couldn't leave. We made passionate love one last time, and the next morning she was gone from my life forever.