It started with my friends telling me he, the guitarist in my friend's band, had a crush on me. It ended on a park bench with him saying he didn't want to get married for ten years.
In between, we were snowed in together after the biggest storm in years, forming a tight bond quickly. We traveled to two friends' weddings in the same summer, both ending with me crying because he smoked cigars all night outside instead of joining me on the dance floor.
He got married ten months later, and had a kid the following year.