It’s amazing how in love I am. I can’t believe that it’s happening to me … I can’t believe that someone could love me as much as my sweetheart, J, does. God has truly blessed me with a wonderful man …
I met J in high school. He liked me then, but I had feelings for someone else. When I graduated from high school, I wasn’t on the best terms with J … we’d had a fight about a letter that he’d had someone write to me. Two years passed and during that time we only talked to each other once. Suddenly, in June of 2001, J called me out of the blue. A mutual friend had told him that I was home from college for the summer. I was absolutley thrilled to hear from him. I had missed being his friend; he’s so easy to talk to. I love talking to J. It seemed as if he just couldn’t catch me at the right time: it was two years later, and I still had feelings for someone else [a different someone else, but still someone else] …
J slowly won my heart over the course of that summer … I was determined to fight this with everything I had … I didn’t want to be in love with him and I didn’t want him to be in love with me. People get hurt that way, you understand. I was so afraid of getting hurt, or, worse yet, of J getting hurt. He helped me see that sometimes you just have to take risks. He made me see what we could have if I just took a chance and let myself love him.
In mid-July, I went on vacation for a week. The night before I left, I wanted so badly to tell him that I loved him, but I was afraid … I didn’t want to give him a power over me that he didn’t already have and I didn’t want our friendship to change, to be ruined. Instead of me saying that I loved him, we told each other that we would miss each other while we were apart. We had stayed up the whole night, talking on the phone, so by the time we said goodbye, it was time for my family and me to leave.
J called me the day I got back from vacation, and told me he had something to give me. He came over to the house and gave me a letter that he had written while I was away. He handed me the letter and then went to work. I went inside and sat on the couch and read the one and only love letter I had ever received in my life. It was beautiful, full of memories of the past four weeks and reasons why he cared about me … Earlier in the summer, J told me that he’d been hurt by some evil, demonic girl [ok, so that's my description of her] and that he’d never again say “I love you” first … but at the end of his letter, there were the words: “I love you” … I was in shock.
J went on vacation with his family the next week and I missed him terribly. The night he came back, we shared our very romantic first kiss: I told J I wanted to use his chapstick and he jokingly told me that he didn’t know where my lips had been. Then I said “So I could never kiss you then” and J got really quiet. I knew he wanted to kiss me and finally I gave him a “What are you waiting for?” look … and he leaned in and gave me a peck on the lips. We waited a few seconds and then J gave me the sweetest kiss in the history of kissing. We’ve been kissing since that day.
A couple of days later, J came over to my house and we sat outside in the coolness of a summer night. We saw a shooting star at the exact same moment and continued to watch the stars until the sun started to come up! We saw FIFTEEN shooting stars that night! It was that night that I realized that we were meant to be together … the fifteen shooting stars were like fifteen messages from God that He was giving me this wonderful gift … this wonderful man to share my life with. I had asked God to send someone to love me and that night, I suddenly understood that J was the one God had given me … J was the answer to all those tearful prayers …
Where does the long distance come in, you ask? I’m getting there … I am in my third year of college and the college I attend is about 1.5 hours away from my hometown, which is where J lives … We see each other about 2 or 3 times a month … It’s not enough, but the time that we do spend together is so precious … Most 20-year-olds get to see their boyfriends or girlfriends any time they want, but J and I have to settle for whatever scarce moments we can manage …
Distance has so much potential to ruin relationships, to tear people apart … but our relationship only gets better with every passing day … J and I are so in love with each other and the distance only makes us appreciate each other more; it only strengthens our love. He is the most wonderful man I have ever known … the way he knows my soul … he knows my thoughts … my wants and needs …he knows everything. He is so thoughtful and kind; his heart is so good that it brings tears to my eyes. He gives me strength to do anything and everything I want or need to do … He is my encouragement and reassurance. J is the reason my heart beats; I fully believe we were put here, on this earth, to be together. It’s been hard to be apart at times, but I know that our love will see us through this until we can be together the way we want to be. We love each other so much more than most people get to experience. Distance is nothing for us; together, we can conquer anything … because our love is just that strong.
I am only 17, and had a bad history on love life. Until one day, the man I love (I know it sounds like I dont know what Im talking about) started working at the store right across from mine. I was friends of that store so I was always over there. I didnt even notice him because he was really shy. Im a crazy punk girl, although I dont do anything really crazy, he was this shy alternative guy.
I always thought he was cute, but never thought he would want someone like me. We hung out a few times with all the mall crowd. One day he started dating this really popular preppy girl at school. I was jealous, and I didnt know why. Well she was extremely slutty and he wasnt into it. One day he asked me out for a date, I always rejected him because Im terrified of relationships.
A few weeks later he asked if I wanted to hang out somewhere, I retardedly said yes, and it was our first date. We had fun, talked a lot, and seemed to hit it off.
We were around each other all the time, and at work we would always glance and smile at each other. One day we were at the apartment that he and my friend lives, and he said that he had fallen for me. I felt the same! We both tried not to love one another for fear of the enevitable break up (im 17, hes 21). But we were together. It is the best thing I have ever felt. We got along great, he is a total sweet heart, but not like a sissy guy. He is amazing.
He got a promotion at another store 2 hours away. He had to take it, it would have been dumb if he didnt. So he pulled me aside the day after we confessed our love and told me that he wouldnt go if I didnt want him to, I wast about to let him ruin his life for me so we cried (mostly I did) and we are actually doing the whole long distance thing. He’s exremely busy but calls me at least once a day. Its kinda hard being 17, but he is truly amazing. When we see eachother its only for half a day, I snuck to where he lives once for new years and we had an awesome night. I was raped last year by a really awful bf, so Im not comfortable with sex. And he is always okay with it. Amazing huh? Well anyway, I plan to move in with him after I graduate. I could write forever but I think this is enough.
I cry when I write this because I’m so happy.
We met online. We spoke for hours. I took my time with him, took things slow. I fell in love with him. He fell in love with me. He is a beautiful person, kind, loving, and understanding. I’m always happy to hear from him. I’m always happy to talk with him. I miss him when he goes. I think of him always. He is always in my thoughts throughout my day and when I sleep he is with me, always. Before I sleep I whisper to him I love you. There is no distance between us. There isn’t any. He will always be right beside me. He will never be far from me. I wish so many wishes. Just to be with him, to hold him, to touch him, to feel him, just to hold his hands in mine. Having him here is the greatest wish that came true. Having to have met him here is the greatest wish ever to come true. I truly love you baby with all my heart. Because of our lives it may be hard to meet and to be able to hold his hand, but I have no regrets ever meeting up with him. There are reasons things happen. The time we met was meant to happen. There’s a reason for us meeting. It is not for a broken heart. It was meant for us to feel our love.
He tells me I’m his angel. But I think he is wrong. He is the angel. He is my angel. He is my dream come true. He is my wish come true. I couldn’t ask for more.