Where do I even start? Remember that girl I told you about at Pride? Well guess what, she’s my wife now. I know that it’s super fast for everyone else but it’s been just fine for us.
You know how sometimes it’s just about the chase and when you finally call the person ‘mine’, you don’t feel like you need to try as hard? Well this is different. I’m still chasing after her even if she’s mine because if I give her an out, then she might leave and I didn’t try my hardest to keep her around. I want to keep her around for the longest time; for the rest of my life.
She has this smile that says ‘I’m ridiculously in love with you’ when she’s smiling at me. And these eyes that I fall in love with every time I see her. The way she pulls me in when we kiss sends shivers down my spine and the way she holds me like she never wants to let go. No one has ever made me feel like that.
It all started that night and not too long ago, I was on a bus to go San Francisco to visit her without my parents knowing. I would do anything just to be able to hold her and kiss her even if it’s just for a little bit. I’m still on the bus but I’m going back home.
The past two weekends have been spectacular because I have been with her for all of it since she’s left for college. It’s been hard not being able to be with her all the time but it’s just something we need to get through. I get jealous of the people who get to see her all the time. I always want to be there for her and it sucks knowing that she’s having a bad day and I can’t even hold her. Sometimes when I’m holding her while she’s breaking down, I try my hardest not to cry because I want to be strong for her and show her that we can make it and we can get through anything. I want to be strong for her even though I’m falling apart inside because she needs to see that everything will be okay and that circumstances can’t be changed. I really wish it could though. I’ve broken down some nights because I can’t hold her. I can’t do anything about and neither can she. None of it is her fault but she won’t believe me. San Francisco was picked before she met me so we couldn’t just have her change colleges. We just have to get through two years. We can. I know we can.
So that beautiful girl at Pride has my heart. It’s only almost been 3 months but we’ve come so far. We’ve decided to get married and have a future because we love each other. I know that sometimes love isn’t very dependable but when I say I love her, that means that I’m willing to grow old with her and die for her (if I had to). She’s the only person I’ve ever felt this kind of love towards. It’s a troupe of feeling only the lucky ones get to experience. I’m so glad I “accidentally” stepped on her foot or else this wouldn’t have happened.
I owe her everything I have because she’s saved every part o my mind and my heart and that takes a lot to do. I finally feel like I belong in the world. I’m finally happy.