Romeo and Juliet ain't got nothing on us. It's been eleven years of ups and downs like a rollercoaster, tragedy, and triumph. But in spite of this, we still talk on a regular basis. We fight, we make up. Even through my other failed relationships, he was the only constant. He knows me like the back of his hand. I can say the same for him. I still believe he's my destiny. I still think he's my soul mate. The more time goes on, the more confirmation I get. Every time I try to move on, something keeps pulling me back to him. Our bond is unbreakable and irreplaceable. The world may have conspired against us during these eleven years that we've known each other, but I still see that glimmering hope at the end of the tunnel. I've done everything in my power to push him away, and yet he remains, unswayed by my flaws. Unlike Juliet, I refuse to take the easy way out. I keep waiting and waiting, knowing one day he's gonna be with me. The doors that...