Is DESTINY real? in love

I’m writing because I’m in love. I met this boy almost nine years ago, but I fell for him about two and half years ago. We dated for a short five months, but those five months were the most perfect five months of my life. We went our separate ways, not because we didn’t love each other, but because we were both heading to colleges in different parts of the country. I’ve only seen him twice in the past two years. Once was my own doing. I asked him to come stop by on the first winter break of our college careers. He sat in my kitchen, and we laughed and talked about our school experiences. It was so sweet, but as soon as he walked out that door again, I was devastated. It felt like losing him all over again. I called him after and cried and tried to convince him to give long-distance a chance. He didn’t agree with me at all. He said he couldn’t see it working for him. Instead of creating any change, my action just ruined my chance of being friends with him. I saw him for a second time yesterday. I had created this idea in my head that he had become someone I didn’t know, someone I didn’t want to know. I was very wrong. He is still the kindest, cutest, sweetest, funniest person I know. He didn’t make things awkward; he just talked to me. It’s been almost two years since we’ve been together but the emotions I felt after seeing him were so raw. I’ve been with other people since I’ve been with him, but it just is not the same. Nobody is him. I feel so stuck in my love. There’s nothing I can do, as far as I can tell, to change my situation or tell him how I feel. I’ve never been so sure that he is the person I’m supposed to be with. He makes me a better person. He makes me laugh. He makes me feel like I’m the most important person in the room. He makes me feel whole.