In a chat room when we were 13 (27 now). I spoke to his friend first and the him the next day. We talked about video games and music, and they were both pretty convinced I was a boy until I said I wasn't.
Me and my husband started talking with just us two soon after, and didn't really stop for a long time. We discovered we had a few things in common, we liked the same kind of games, had a very similar sense of humour and were both pretty shy.
Somewhere in there we lost contact for a few years when I was attending college. At the time I had a very jealous and controlling boyfriend who removed any other men from all contact lists he could find. However as I had not talked to my husband for about 2 years at that point he had no idea who he was, and so he didn't get deleted. One day while I was at waiting for a late lecture to start at uni I sent him a message. We messaged for about an hour on my terrible phone, and then again when I got home.
It was like we had never stopped speaking,like. I remember feeling this warmness in my chest that I missed so much from when we spoke before. Over the next few weeks I confided how tired of my life I was. I had stopped speaking to literally all my friends, hated how my current partner was treating me and had been sick a lot (in and out of hospital, which would later be diagnosed as stage 4 renal failure). Talking to him for 30 minutes a day was all I looked forward to, and it made me feel even worse about everything else. He's a pretty straight forward person and basically said I could fix at least one of my issues, and I knew he was right. I broke up with my boyfriend.
I began spending more and more time talking to him, and we both became invested. While it was very obvious we both liked each other, we lived in different countries and Skype was as far as out relationship had gone. I was pretty worried about liking someone I hadn't physically met yet and who was so far away. We decided that meeting finally, after being friends since we were kids, was way over due. I came to the US to visit him (I was in the UK) and stayed with him for a month. The first moment I saw him at airport any feeling of unease I had vanished. Finally seeing his cute face close enough to touch was perfect. We had our first kiss stood in front of the airport, and I am so grateful. He is everything I could ever dream of.
I have never believed in soul mates, but he makes me question it. In every single way he is my perfect match and I'm his.
In July we will have been married 2 years (after having dated two, traveling back and forth for visits).