Can a high school romance may last for a lifetime?

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I am you; you are me. We are one in love. It sounds confusing. It sounds mysterious, or whatever you call it. But let me tell you about the romance I had with my high school sweetheart. This is my unique love story which started when I met a female junior high school student who was a new transferee from a private school. At first sight, I was enthralled. She had very long hair that has reached her buttocks. She wore a mystic smile as I saw her at a first glance. We accidentally met at the open study hall right after our music class in the afternoon. I was left alone in the said hall, preparing myself to proceed to our next class when I noticed her taking a refuge on the hall. It was a first meeting I had had with her. I never gave much attention to that meeting. However, I met her again for the second time at the Newton Hall for our mathematics class. She was with her classmate, who happened to be my neighbor. I noticed her carrying a Journal of Education, an official publication of the Ministry of Education. I remember that I had wanted to borrow it since the first time we met at the study hall. But I hadn't. This time I was able to borrow the magazine. By that time, we became fast friends, I said to myself that we were meant for each other. It was a special day when we met again. I greeted her happy birthday and she greeted me a happy birthday too. To make the story short, it started with the birth certificate and ended with the marriage certificate. Soon it would be elaborated why it is so. Thanks for reading. The picture above is where the open study hall once located when my wife and I met in 1969. We posed there to reenact our memorable and wondrous love story. It was taken when our Alma Mater celebrated her 70th General Homecoming in 2017.