I met him online we started off as friends along the way we became lovers a new yorker by the name of malik and a california girl by the name of jade we relate but i find myself hurting and being without him he said he would save up to see me and im waiting I hope I can see him soon.I dont think i can live another day without him

(Screen) Name: lovesickteen1992

I were loving him from the first day of the college. and i was wishing that he also love me .he is just like my dream prince tall ,handsome, smart ,cute.we used to talk with each other daily .he only like to talk with me I like to talk with him only.1 month we were just friends and after one month we get close and close .in the month of december we both think to propose each other but their are lofs of problems between us like we were staying long and after proposing how to manage all thing and to meet each other in so much long distace but finally at the night of 15 december we propose each other…and from that day till now we love each other lot and lot..but there are lots of problem came and went between us but we both just kept trust and kept faith in god that every thing will be good and ok.and till now we are with each other after a long distance of problems…because of our strong and true love

(Screen) Name: monalisa joseph

right when i was 14 i started dating a lad he was the funniest, sexiest and perfectest lad ever and a few years passes and we were still as strong as ever!!! At the age of 17 we decided to start saving for a house together and we were so inlove that no-one could tell us any different!! At the age of 18 we bought our own place a brand new 2 bed appartment which was just perfect! after a few months we took it to the next level and bought a dog then a few months after that he proposed, i was ever so romantic and i cried like a baby and straight away said yes! after a year of being engaged and loving life togeter things started to get sour! he satrted going out with the lads every weekend and booking holidays abroad without telling me! when i was just sat in every weekend being bored! on new years eve 2010 we had plans to go to a house party then on the last minute he decided he didnt want to go so i arranged to go to a oub where family and friend were and i had a brill time and started talking to a lad that was a friend of the family!! a few days after this lad started texting me and then one day my fiance found out and instantly through me out without questioning it!! since then i have booked numourus holidays with the girls and family and whilst away with the girls i met a bloke that i thought was a “holiday romance” however we have grown closer and closer and i realise now that what i had with my ex wasnt love it was comfort! i am now feeling the sensation of love and it feels great!!! although he lives in wales and i live in manchester (200 miles apart) it keeps the love and lust alive and we are a very strong couple and have recently booked a holiday to dubai for 10days together! People may say we’re moving too fast but it feels so right and i’m loving the feeling of LOVE!!! xxx

(Screen) Name: Gemma

this is my love story, very hard to explain every detail of it and god knows i don’t know where to begin. I met my soon to be husband through his uncle in 2006 we started to talk over the phone at first i could not understand one word that Ali said we exchanged numbers and emails for it was easier for us to chat online due to the language barrier between the two of us. Me and Ali started sending each other emails telling each other about ourselves what we liked, what we didn’t, what we were looking for in this life. We were just friends getting to know each other but as time went on we started to fall in love with one another probably about a year after we had met Ali told me i love you me coming from a domestic violence marriage of 13 years and having to overcome severe complications I did not trust men at all and would not tell him i loved him and would not give my heart to him but over time as I got to know ali more i knew I was falling in love with the man behind the screen. Ali was different than most men I had met i did not have to worry about him running when I mentioned that i had three children, or worry about him raising a hand to me in anger. Well finally I swallowed my pride and told Ali what I wanted to say for too long that I loved him with all my heart and he was the one i wanted to spend the rest of my life with even though i had never met him face to face. I have never been on an airplane in my entire life scared to death of them Ali begged me to come from Michigan to Africa at first i was hesitant and then i said where am i going to find another man that loves me like this for me, so I bought a plan ticket from Michigan to Monrovia Liberia. It took me 28 hrs to get from Michigan to Liberia the scariest ride of all my life but I knew I had to do this because i loved this man with all my heart. When my plane reached Liberia for being a small airport i got detained inside for like an hour they would only let so many people exit the airport at one time finally when i was able to exit the airport my luggage was lost and Ali was no where in site freaking out thinking i just flew half way across the world to get stood up by a guy, and in a country i knew nothing about i was so nervous. Looking around not seeing anything familiar to me the picture Ali had sent me did not do this man justice for I finally found him racing around trying to find me he grabbed me and hugged me so tight. I thought at first there was no way on earth this man could love me, look at him and then look at me but, I was wrong he showed me that true love does not lay in beauty for it lays inside the heart. I spent 3 weeks in Liberia with him, we went to the clubs, went to restaurants and just had the most amazing time of our life and i knew this man was the one for me for all my life. I knew saying goodbye to him was going to be the hardest part i broke down in tears in the airport and the security guard looked at me and Ali and said okay time to go so we had to let each other go. I got back to Michigan but little did i know what i was prepared for next it would take three years for us to meet again, three years of no one believing our story, three years of the government working against us saying that our love was not deep or true but through it all the boundaries the time and the distance our love has stayed strong we keep each other strong there are times where we want to give up but we know that we cant because our hearts wont let us love another, our love is so deep and true it cannot be described in words. Finally it was time for me and him to meet again after three years of going through 50.00 dollars a day in calling cards and just chatting online I knew in just a few days I would see his face again this time we were meeting in his home country of Beirut Lebanon. It took me 13 hrs to get to Lebanon the most painful excruciating ride of my life because i was too anxious to see his face after three years. Once again my luggage was lost but that was not what was on my mind, my mind was only on one person Ali, looking around i finally spotted him with a bouquet of flowers in his hand he practically jumped over the gate to reach me as we rushed to each others arms, we did not let go of each other for at least 15 minutes cause we had not seen each other in so long. I would spend one month with him this time and here is where he asked me to marry him and be his wife on valentines day of this year we were engaged for long time but he wanted to do it the right way and we were at a club one night and he looked at me and told me in all my life, i have never met someone that loves me like you do, or that will do anything for me like you do, you have a big heart and you are a very giving person I know i probably don’t have the right to ask you this because of the distance that surrounds us but, i love you with all my heart and I just want to marry you and share my life with you. It did not take me one second or even a minute to reply to his answer cause I knew this man was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life and eternity with;. We had a small engagement party in Lebanon with his family, he took me all over in Lebanon from the clubs to the restaurants to showing me the history but I knew the hardest day was yet to come where i would have to leave his side once again but this time it was only that much worse because it broke my heart to leave his side. I am sharing our story for only a few reasons to prove to people that no matter what boundaries or obstacles people face that it is possible to find true love and your soul mate, not many people would probably be as crazy as me a single woman traveling alone into a country she knows nothing about just to meet the man she fell in love with over an internet screen. To be honest now me and Ali have to make our lives because the government Don’t believe that our love is true they think it is all just to evade immigration laws which is not true we love each other desperately and just want to find a way to be together. So now I am working two jobs plus he his working just so we can find a way to get up enough money so we can be together and start our lives together but, we know that Michigan or the USA will not be our answer for they will not allow him here because they think our love is false so now we are working on getting up enough money to move me and my children to where ever we know that we can be together and spend our lives together. This may seem like a far fetched story to a lot of you or maybe one you don’t believe but trust me this story is true and from my heart and I love this man with all my heart and he loves me just as much and we just want to be able to start our lives together

(Screen) Name: lakota197626

You type a letter in great urgency. You pour all your thoughts, before you forget them. But then you linger just before clicking the “send” tab. After a moment of indecision, you decide that some thoughts are better left unsaid. You slowly “delete” the words, which you have typed painstakingly.
Ours was such a “love story” dear. A love letter never meant to be sent. A “love history” always cherished by the individuals but not shared as a couple.

I remember looking at you the first time. I gawked at your person, unable to tear my eyes away, unable to look at the ball coming my way. My first impression was that you looked like my cousin. My second thought was that, “Here comes another aggrieved soul! Another guy in search of his dreams!”
You looked young for you age. I thought that you were a first year student who wanted to play ball badminton. Or even an aspirant to settle down in a foreign country. My presumption turned out to be partly correct. You WERE trying to go abroad, but was not there seeking my help.

I was pleasantly surprised, when you asked me out. Even though I turned your offer down for two consecutive days, I was secretly happy as well as ashamed of the fact that I was happy because a guy like you asked me out! I waited eagerly for you turn up on the third day too, but you never showed up. It turned that you have left the town. I was disappointed.

After that, I should have left that episode to rest. I should never have answered your mail, nor have attended your phone call. There have been moments when I rewind to that moment of longing … that moment of hesitation before I pressed the “send” button, of my first e-mail. I wish that I suddenly came to my senses and pressed “discard” instead. It was not the first had I done that. but then as history would be I “fell” for you and there was no turning back.

Our “love” grew, nursed by distant phone calls and daily mails. Driven together by “providence”, we met soon and consummated our long awaited relationship. It was a simple date, filled with delicious explorations and pure fun. True that our “love making” happened in a romantic first class train coupe. But was it? We were never relaxed and it took long for the ice to break. Our long distance relationship had taken its toll on our emotions and much time was spent in constrained silence. In our hurry to experiment what we talked “on phone”, we forgot the fact that we had not developed enough confidence or trust. The “love making” was more about the past promises than it was about living for the moment. In the end, when it was time to part, something was sorely missed. All promises were vanquished.

I miss you a lot, these days. It is almost painful. It is even palpable to those around me. Ironically I never shared those words with you. Even, when we were together I was rarely “content”. Which led me to ask myself, Do I really miss “You”?

Or is it just the “feeling of love” that I miss? One would say that we were in love with an “ideal person” who was more “virtual” than “real”. Could it be because we filled up the silences with our own perception of the significant other? We never made any new memories together, even when there were opportunities.

Once you said that you did not recognize the person you “fell in love with”. You said you were afraid, that I will turn out to to be the cold person, who was sitting with you then. It is true dear, as I now realise that we never really knew each other.

This is like a love story where you know that the hero and heroine are going to separate in the end. Where people commit to love making, well aware of the “partition” looming ahead. Or was it the “end” being so near that inspired the couple in the first place?

Now my perception is clear. What I see are two losers, who were dying to get laid. Losers who wanted to have a “Safe” relationship. The “knowing” that the other will not let you down, whatever may you do/ demand. Today despite having realized each other’s dream, we still cannot let go of this “futile relationship”. It is more of a “drag” than an “inspiration”. Our love story is a lesson to me that sometimes:- at moments of great “consternation”, it is better to press “discard” rather than downloading a malware and upsetting your whole system. Or at least one should be grown-up enough to “Love and Let go”.

(Screen) Name: KeAtS

ZOMGMuzic
HEYY SRY THIS IS LONGG BUT ITS MY LUV STORY heyy, its me, nd u told me u wanted to kno about my love story :”( its very sad ok here it goes so when school started i was in another country nd aft a week later i cme to school nd thts when i saw him he was a new student nd i didnt kno who he was but tht day he smiled at me nd i didnt smile bac cause i was a very quiet nd shy girl so lik as days go by he would always smile at me and stare at me thn aft a month when i was holding the door for his class he nd one of his friends was one of the last ppl in class nd they wer talkin so thn when his friends past me nd his friend was laughing nd told me tht he liked me nd thn he wa slik omg im gonna go beat him up nd his face was so close to my face o.O nd thn he started running aftr his friend thn afr a few days later i started to lik him so usally when he looks at me i would look at him too nd thn one day one of my friends forced me to kick him n im lik ok so thn i juts kicked nd he turned around nd just looked at me thn when ever he was close to me i would kick him nd he wont do anythin to me thn when my friend kicked him he almost tripped her :O lol, so thn oneday his friend dared him to punsh meso he ran to me nd my hands wer on my hips so when he ran he put his hood on so he ran nd put his hand where my hand was cause my hand was on my hips so it was kinda lik a circl nd he linked it with his hand nd he dragged me bac lik three steps thn i let go nd tht time i didnt kno who he was cause he ran with his hood on so when he took his hood off i saw it was him nd thn one time when i was walkin down stairs with my friend he grabbed his friends soccer ball nd threw it on my head nd thn when i looked up he hid nd his friend was running to get his soccer ball thn his firend said tht the guy i liked threw it nd thn he cme out nd said he didnt do it so as days went we would usally look at each other thn afre three month later this girl coms along nd thn he nd she were bfs nd gfs nd i would usally see her nd him together but i nvr realy knew tht they were bfs he would still look at me nd i would too but i nvr knew tht they were bfs nd gfs thn when it wa sthe last day of school i looked at him nd he looked at me nd we nvr said gud bye

so thn he went to another schoolthe next yr thn next next year i go to the sme scool nd everything changed lik he did luk at me nd i luked at him too but he hardly looked nd i saw him hang around with this other girl nd he was dating her thn at the school dance he was sitting down nd i was walkin around nd he was just lookin at me nd when i walked by him he almost tripped me so thn the next time when i walked by him he made sure tht he didnt trip me nd he also broke up with the girl he was dating nd started to go out with the girl he dated last year but i was kinda confused cause thn somone tells me tht the girl he was datin is his cousin but the girl he dated last year wasnt so one day when i was walkin i said out loud tht im not in this nd thn he copys me nd says it in a girly voice so i just looked at him nd walked away nd on my b-day i wore a skirt nd it was raining nd he wa slik who would wear a skirl in this weather nd thn when i was talkin to my friend i said tht o shes just tells me tht she forget nd thn his friend heard nd walked by nd copys exactly wat i said thn he was lik wasnt tht funny how she said it so one day we had this thing where u can send ppl stuff so i wrot ehim somthing saying tht i lik him nd all but i didnt put my nme i put unknown thn somhow they found out it was me nd aftrschool he was askin his friend if he should ask if i wrote it nd thn two days later when i was waiting fo rhim at the bus stop he kept hiding from me cause he has this bright yellow bag so when he was hiding tht showed up nd u could see it fro far away so i hid behind the bus stop thn aftr a few min later he stopeed hidin nd went to his friends when i cme out of the bus stop he started to hide agin thn i walked away nd cme bac nd thn one of his friends were pointing at me it was akward

so one day his friend cme up to me nd told me tht these older ppl r going to beat one of my friends up nd this friend i s a guy well he isnt my bf or ex bf were just close friends but he nd his friends thought of it wrong thn the next day he cme up to me nd asked y i cared about my friend so much nd i wa sabout to tell him tht hes my friend but the guy i lik was lik im goin gout with him nd thn his friend was lik u guys r going out nd im lik NO so the guy i lik wa slik there cuzins nd im lik no there bros nd im lik no there sis nd im lik no thn im lik were just friends thn he nd his friend just looked at each other nd laughed thn when the bus cme i was rite behind his friend nd his friend wa slik dont worry theres another bus behind this nd im lik o.O ok thn thn i got on the bus nd thn he nd his friend started to tlk about me ;P o nd thn one day when i went out side to eat lunchthey were walkin in front of me thn this guy turned around nd saw me nd told his friend thn his friend looked bac nd saw me nd smiled lik when ever he sees me he would look at me thn he would start to tlk to his friend but when ever i go up to him nd tlk to him he gets mad nd annoyed :p

so this other guy who is also there friends woulld always look at me nd this is how he looks at me he looks at shoes first thn he would look up nd stop at my face usally he would see me lookin at him its usally akward

so when school was over i saw him online so i said heyy nd hes lik who the fck r u nd thn i got mad nd im lik well ur the person whos always beating my friend up for no reason lik they dont even kno who he is nd thn hes lik stfu y u talkin to me thn hes lik cutt nd deleted me as his friend nd thn i started to cry so much

OK SO HELP ME DO U THINK HE LIKES ME ND IF HE DOES Y DO U THINK HE DID THIS TO ME HELP ME ???? :’(

(Screen) Name: LankanGPKPrincessLovers

when I was 4 yrs old my uncle had rapped me. back then I was only a child so I didnt understand and never told anyone about it and as i grew older i was scared to tell anyone. over the yrs it effected me alot, i would go through periods of time where i was compeltly depressed bt infront of ma family and friends i would act as if nothing was wrong, everything was fine. still act that way and i still havnt told them about it. when i was 15 yrs old, during my summer vications from school i had the wrost attack of my past, i would spend ma whole day and night sitting alone in ma room thinking bout every second of what had happened. As an afghan girl it is seen very bad if u lose ur virginety befor ur married and it brings really shame to the familys name and honer. nowing how much my dad loved his brother and how it would hurt him i thought it best if i found a way to get rid of ma self. one day whielst sitting in ma room ma friend called me saying to make a facebook account so that i could see the piituers of her from her holiday in thiland, so i agreed to it and i made a facebook account, 2 days later i got a request from syed asking me to add him as a friend. the name sounded familer, i was thinking i now dis name very well so i added him and started to chat to him. there i found out that he was one of my friends from ma childhood from back in afghanistan. he was living in pakistan now and studying his 1st yr of uni. we started chatting on msn. becouse we had been such gud firends when we were kids i trusted him alot. he would chatt to me all day long, keeping my mind of my past, slowly i started to feel strong emotions for him. one night when we were chatting he told me dat he had fallen inlove with a girl but was scared to tell her incase she didnt love him bakc and left him. his words cut right through ma heart. i felt angry at my self for thinking bout him in that way, it was obvious someone so sweet, so lovly and kind hearted could never be free. i asked him who the girl was but he wouldnt give me her name so then i asked him what is she like? he said she is so sweet, so inocent. her smile, her laughter is the prettiest sight, and her eyes are the most beutifulliest thing i have ever seen in this world, the say so much. thinking that it was someone else i said to him hun you should tell her how you feel befor it to late, whilest inside ma world was crumbling down. with every passing day that i chatted to him the stornger ma feeling for him got, i was scared that i would be even more cut up by this than i was by ma past. i thought bout not chatting to him but it drove me crazy so i left that idea. one day while i had ma cam on he asked me, do you love anyone and not wanting to spill ma secrite i lied and said no i dont love anyone, i dont belive in love and i hate the idea of it. but some time later, on 28th of agust at exactly 9:15 he said to me, u want to now who i love, well i the girl that i love is you. i was shocked, i didnt now wat to say or do. ma cheeks were balzing red. i could feel every worm emotion all at once. i just told him that i have to go and sighned out on him because i was affried that he was lieing to me. i didnt speak to himf or 2 days, but then i thought he couldnt possibly be lieing to me so i chatted to him and told him how much i luved him. about i month later i told him about ma past, i was scared that after hearing about it he would leave not wanting to have anything to do with a crazy broken up girl but instead he came close to me, he called me every day spoke to me, told me how much he loved me. he was like a bandage for all my wounds, slowly healing every one of them. ma friends say that i cant trust him, it on the net, you never know, but i now i can trust him becouse in ma heart i now how much he loves me. his sister is my mums siter-in-law ( brothers wife) and his dad is her step cousin. his mum and siblings are very close to my family but his dad and his siblings dont get alone with our family, there are big arguments between them, for that resone ma family and his familt dont get on that easily. our families dont now about us and we cant tell them untill i am ready to marry him. the fact that we come from tradional muslim families its making everything alot harder. i kept telling him this that they will never let us be together, that we are just a dream and can never work but he has hope for the futer. if the is one thing i now in this world then that is that i love ma sweetheart more than ma own life and i never want to lose him no matter what.
please pray that i get ma love.

(Screen) Name: lovebunny

I feel a slight twinge of shame when saying it, but I met my current boyfriend and possibly last boyfriend on the popular networking site, Facebook.

It all started about a month before final exams, and I was procrastinating as usual on Facebook. Specifically, I was browsing through the popular YouTube make up artist: Michelle Phan’s Facebook fan page comments. While scrolling down, a face caught my eye. He was “cute” as you may describe it, so I decided to take a look at his comment. It stated something about Michelle never messaging him back and therefore she was mean. Being somewhat of a “troll” myself, I could tell this was an subtle and well played attempt at trolling, and that many would be “butthurt”; and many were. Feeling that it would be the most polite thing to do, I calmly commented how he was just joking, in a way, and that people should just stop overreacting.

He thanked me and added me shortly after. I wasn’t expecting that, as I thought the comment would just be a passing event, but after accepting the friend request, I messaged him with a “Hi ”. He was cute anyway.

From there, we started talking, first through Facebook messages and chat, then through msn. I actually used to have a bad habit of flirting with guys online, and at the time I also even had a boyfriend, though not a very good one. During those days that I would talk to this boy on msn, he was just another guy that I would flirt with, just another person to occupy my time. I also found out he was 5 years older than me, and at the age of 15, I wasn’t expecting anything to happen anyway. It was harmless and all in good fun, but from the way he talked to me, it seemed like he felt more, although I had no idea how that could cross his mind at such an early stage. One day, he asked me if we could talk on the phone. I felt reluctant, as I usually limit myself to online, but eventually I agreed and we talked.

That night we talked for approximately 5 hours, all the way into the morning. We joked, had deep conversations, and he voiced how he was attracted to me…*really* attracted to me. I was slightly taken aback, as I thought the way he talked to begin with was slightly, how may I put it, gay sounding, so I wasn’t too eager to reciprocate the feeling, but I was still happy to call him my good friend.

A few weeks passed, and the exams were over with, and my current boyfriend was going back to Hong Kong for the summer. The guy that I was talking to online and now on the phone for hours convinced me to break up with my boyfriend, so I did. It actually lifted a great weight off my shoulders, and I appreciated the phone guy, who we shall call “David”, that much more.

Time went on, and eventually, I grew more and more attracted to him, up to the point where I really liked him, but I wasn’t sure where it would go. We shared everything with each other, our family stories, friend stories, secrets, tears, laughter, and happiness. That month, I was to go on a 10 day trip to Italy with my school choir; I waited all afternoon before the plane ride at the airport for him to call. He called while we were boarding the plane, and while we were talking, he shyly said,

“Hey…hey…you’re cute. Hey…hey….you’re beautiful. Hey…hey…… I love you.”

I got tears in my eyes and replied,

“I love you too…I’m going to miss you so much.”

“I’m going to miss you a lot too my princess. Don’t worry though, I’ll find a way to call you, to get to you. Anything for my princess.”

My heart felt so conflicted, both swelling with love, while also prickled with sadness to think that I wouldn’t be able to talk to my David for 10 days…

The next morning, while sleeping in my Italian room with my roommate, the phone rang. I was still asleep, so my roommate picked up, and after realizing who it was, woke me up to give me the phone.

I muttered a groggy, “Hello?”

“Hunnie!”

“Bearbear!” (My nickname for him hehe)

“Aw babe, did I wake you up from sleeping? Do you want to go back to sleep for a bit?”

“No, no, no. It’s almost time to wake up anyway, and I want to talk to you.”

He asked me to be his girlfriend that day, June 26th, 2010. I found it silly that he even had to ask, because he already knew I loved him and would be more than happy to be his girlfriend! Silly bear.

Anyway, that entire trip, all I could think of was him. All my shopping was for souvenirs to send to him (he lives 3 hours away by plane), and he would call me every night, no matter how expensive the rate was. That trip, even though we were further apart, it was the distance that actually strengthened our relationship even more.

After returning from Italy, we had our ups and downs, but they were always resolved, and they added to the strength of our connection and love for each other. I ended up telling my older and younger sister, and my best friend, all of whom disapproved heartily, but I didn’t let them affect what we were. The past month or two have been hard though, because I have been with either my sisters or with my best friend on vacation, on and off for a week at a time, so I have not had enough time or privacy to talk to David.

Currently, I am visiting my older sister in the States with my younger sister, and it is simply too risky to talk to my bearbear on the phone, so I have to rely on online means again. He’s going to come to where I live soon, possibly in September or October. I am so excited for that day, when we can embrace and kiss and feel our bodies finally with each other. We have already planned out how it will work. I will go to the airport to go see him, and I’ll run towards him, he’ll pick me up and spin me around while hugging me. It’s going to be picture perfect.

I think of him every moment I wake, and every second I sleep. My thoughts aren’t childish romance dreams,nor are they sexual fantasies. I simply think of him and me lying on the couch together, watching T.V, or just enjoying each other’s company. No awkwardness, no anxiety, just contentedness; peace. I’m waiting for the day when that may come true. For now, I’m happy with our unconventional love, with our destiny to be together. The Princess will forever be with her Bearbear.

(Screen) Name: Unconventionally in love

I suppose to others, this love story will seem strange, wrong, or even immoral. But to me, it is one of the greatest things that has happened. To make things clear, I am a girl.
I met her a few days after Christmas. The first time we spoke to each other, I knew immediately that I had found a true friend, someone who had so many common interests as me. The only problem; we lived in different countries. So we began messaging each other through MSN, email, and youtube. I soon realized that although we could never physically meet each other, I began to see her in a different light. I knew that I was attracted to both males and females before, but it came as a surprise to me when I slowly developed a crush on her. After about a month questioning my feelings, determining whether or not they were real, I finally decided to tell her I had a form of a crush for her. Her response was that she reciprocated those feelings. A few days later, while messaging her through MSN, I told her that I was wondering what would happen if my feelings ever grew to be more than just a simple crush. I was quite relieved and happy to find that she would never reject my feelings. But she also wouldn’t want to date me until we could meet in person every day. She said she wouldn’t want to tie me down. I understood completely, because I would never forgive myself if I were to cause her pain because she had found someone other than myself that she coveted in such a way. So we remained “just friends.”
Months later, possibly around four, I knew that my feelings had escalated. Very much so. I loved her. I thought that I had loved someone before, but now I realize I never truly had. Not like I loved HER. I only wanted the best for her. In previous relationships, I was extremely jealous, not to the extent where I would voice it, but jealous enough that it would bother me if they were with friends. With this girl, though, it was completely different. I wanted her to be happy, to enjoy everything she could. If her happiness meant we couldn’t speak for days, I was okay with that. I knew I would miss her, but as long as she was okay, I knew I would survive. I wanted to share everything with her, and for her to share everything with me. I’d never allowed a relationship to progress as far as this one has/had. I mean that in the sense that I know things about her. Things I’d never known about exes. As I said before, I love[d] her. So, naturally, I told her. I never expected her reaction to my words. She told me that she wasn’t sure what she was feeling. That she looked forward to it every day. That every time she spoke to me, it made her happy and excited. And then… She told me that she loved me, and that she had never felt this way towards anyone. With those words, I thought my heart would explode from all the joy. I cried tears of happiness at her confession.
To this day, we still speak. I am waiting for her, and I believe she is waiting for me. If it turns out that she finds another, so be it. As long as she is happy, I am. Now I just have to wait for the day when we are able to actually be together.

(Screen) Name: Kagami~

I met the man I am in love with one year ago. We met on the internet and clicked right away. His name is Jean Francois lives in France and I Live in Miami. The distance is Great as you can see. There was something that was so special between ues. It was as if we have known each other since forever. I never believed in past lives but now I think I am. We spent almost two months chatting on MSN until one day he decided to come to miami and meet with me. It was unexpected. We were both scared and nervous ofcourse of the outcome. He is 50 and I am 25. He came down and we met. We spent 4 wonderful days together. Our last day was so sad. I did not know if we would see each other again. We did not know what we wanted. Months passed and we continued our chats, and mails through MSN. In January of this year we were to meet in vegas but we did not, circumstances prevented us. But A week ago now in May on the 12 he came back to Miami and for 6 days. And man were they wonderful. I never thought I would have fallen so in love. We are in deep waters. We are looking forward to many more moments together. Love is incredible and once you find or cupid gets a hold of you please accept it and take advantage of it. For now My jean is back in paris and I am in Miami, looking forward to meeting now in October in London. I love him and he loves me.

(Screen) Name: emmaponce