(Screen) Name: Farah Gharib

I’m a very reserved person. I am very cheery on the outside. You’ll never know if you offend me because I tend to forgive and forget almost childlike. About two years ago as a Senior in High School, I was getting more and more depressed. My grades didn’t show it, and the few friends I had didn’t know. Honestly I don’t know how my J figured it out.

I met J through a mutual friend of ours. I have never dated before, and this was no date…not by a long shot! My friends, J, and I were all out at a football game. I had found J attractive, though he was a bit older than me, and I was a bit embarrassed by that. I hadn’t found many people attractive before, and none were as sweet as my J.

I had also never flirted…and I know what you’re all thinking. “Wow this girl must be a freak or a recluse!” I’m not really, I was just depressed. Well, anyway, I smiled shyly at him, and to my surprise he smiled back just as shy. His happy blue eyes made my heart flutter…and they also made my hand drop my coke into my lap…

I was completely embarrassed- mainly because it was just me and him. Our friends had made a snack bar run. I tried to stand and wipe as much of the coke off as possible, but it was November and freezing out.

I hadn’t even dared to look back over at J until suddenly two very gentle hands had pushed me back down on the bench. I looked up with a deep red blushing face, and saw the calmest sweetest face smiling back. He knew I had just been stupid and clumsy, but he blamed it on “a sudden change in wind” and gave me his extra jacket to cover my cold wet legs. Of course that didn’t help the whole game…

My J fixed that too though. He told me we could sit closer together, and asked to get some coffee with me one day. I hadn’t said ten words to him, but evidently something about me caught his eyes. Because that first date was one of many, we are happily dating to this day. We’re now thinking of marriage after I graduate, but who knows when my J will propose. He always seems to surprise me.

(Screen) Name: KBethB12

I have always enjoyed bullying and playing pranks on the girl I truly like. But sometimes, i have a habit of going overboard. So it’s not surprising that I have lost many girls I truly cared for. Although my way of showing love is very erm.. sadistic, my feelings were true every time. So when I got dumped for the 3rd time, it left me with no hope in love ever again. I thought about changing myself to be caring and gentle, but I realized it would all be just an act. and I wouldn’t want to keep the girl I luv in an illusion.

So like a complete idiot, I took the role of a playboy and flirted around to my heart’s content. But, I was never truly happy.

Then came a girl. She was in desperate need of help. No one seemed to give a damn about her problems so they bluntly ignored her. I was going to ignore her too but I didn’t. At that time i thought she was pretty, and if I helped her, I could enjoy flirting with her in future.

But it didn’t go as planned. After I was done helping her, I saw her bright smile. “You are very kind you know,” she said. I was thrown back. I was feeling guilty. I tried to explain to her that I am not what she thinks at all. She denied me strongly. To validate her point she told me “When I needed help soooooo much, no body help me. Only you did. So you are kind”. She seemed like a very nice girl and so I decided to retreat myself from playing with her feelings. I guess a trace of humanity was still left in me. I told her “You know, I have many girl friends. One for morning, one for daytime and one for the precious night time.” Then I laughed. She didn’t say anything back, and we went our separate ways.

Thought that was the end of it. But somehow, we met again. I ignored her. Thought it was for the best since after what I said to her, she wouldn’t want to talk to me. That’s what most girls would do. But her “hello” with the same bright smile took me completely by surprise. We had a little conversation and then something amazing happened. My friend who was next to me started teasing us both saying we are in love with each other. While i denied it completely, she made a bold joke out of it. “Yes, we are going out with each other,” she stated and giggled. My friend went on to ask more questions like how far we went with our relationship. Again she made a joke. “We went really far, remember last night what we did together in the bed?” She looked like she was really having fun making those jokes. I was speechless. But, i went with the flow and we completely, out of the blue made up a story about our relationship to my friend. We became close… and I was suddenly happy.

Most definitely, I was falling for her. I made fun of her, teased her and even got her to call me master. I called her toy (lol). I was wishing hard that she wouldn’t break like the rest. I cursed myself for having such twisted personality, but causing her trouble and watching her cute troubled expressions was amazing.

My wishes were granted. She never got pissed at the things I did and kept on following me around. Though I got her into trouble in the first place, I always helped her out of it. It was going great between us until…

I found out she has a boy friend. How did I find out? She came to visit me WITH her boy friend. I watched them hug and cuddle up. I tried to play it cool. I tried really hard. But I was completely broken. “Seems like I’m interfering yo guys. You two should get a room,” I said and dashed out of their sight. I tried to find a calm spot to calm myself down. I ended up to my favorite place on a mountain edge. My mind went blank and I felt like I would burst in tears any moment now. How uncool.

But before I could do so, there she was standing behind me. I was baffled. With feelings of jealousy still lingering around, I said “What are you doing here, done having fun with your boy friend?” She only said “I’m sorry…” I had no idea what she meant by that.

Things got weird after the incident and we didn’t see each other as often as before. Then one day, she told me she broke up with her boy friend. Normally, I would act cool and make a comment like “Why? Did you fall for me? (lol)”. But I didn’t. I was surprised myself. My body acted on its own as I hugged her tightly. She told me “you are the best master ever!” and hugged me back. I told her “Little toy, you are my property so I wont let anyone else have you. And one more thing. If I can’t play with you toy, the whole world will be boring…” shortly, we kissed and I felt like I could die happy.

However that wasn’t the end. Reality is harsh. She had to move to a new place and she barely had time to come online. We were getting further and further apart. Eventually, she was gone from my life and it’s then I felt a massive, massive, maaasive loss.

She was someone who no one can replace, the best girl in the whole world.

(Screen) Name: LOL

As a guy, it’s not common to fall like an anvil for a woman so quickly, yet remain patient. I’m a sophomore in college and we were friends for a year before we started dating.

I never thought I would fall for Audriana, but unfortunately, love has a schedule and agenda completely different from my own; I was caught off guard. I guess it was because I had a hard time finding a girl who lived up to my physical, emotional, intellectual, moral and ethical standards. In October of 2011, I fell like a 200 pound rock without warning. However, I found she had been waiting for a couple of years for a guy she knew in high school, so I almost lost hope. Then, in February of 2012, the college’s Fire & Ice Ball came along. I asked her as a friend and she immediately said yes. We had a great time that night, but I didn’t mention a thing about my feelings.

Then, right after the dance, the winds changed. We talked for awhile and then came the daunting question I wasn’t sure I was ready to answer: “Do you like me?” I saw no reason to lie and laid all my cards on the table. I said, yes i do. She confessed that before the dance, she had no feelings for me- but the dance seemed to change thIngs. As a result, we decided to go out and I’ve never been happier. I now know that i am deeply in love with her and that she is my soul mate and I feel honored to know she feels the same way about me.

(Screen) Name: Jmrosenthal

This is my Love Story which I want to share with you all…

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(Screen) Name: fools2011

Do you know what love is? True, pure selfless love?
May I please share my experience with you? I would like to say I love you and ask for a brief moment of your existence. A few years back I was truly, selflessly in love but was unable to tell her. Boyfriends came and went and all the while i waited patiently. Over time my love for her grew and I realised that I loved her so, so much, that I didn’t want to be just another boyfriend after others had gone from sight. So I decided to truly be her friend because just being in her presence was enough for me. A short intimate relationship then nothing was unacceptable. So It became my mission, each day, to help light up her lovely face, if I could make her smile each time I saw her, that was enough for me (almost).
She was about to leave forever, so it was now or never. I was crushed to find she was with another. Now maybe I should have kept quiet, but could not. So finally I let it out, “I love you Tania and have for some time, but don’t worry, I love you enough to let you go, I truly hope you love him and hope he knows how lucky he is”. I started saying goodbye then she asked “when did you know you loved me?”. Well! Would this be an appropriate conversation while she was with someone? Who cares! I was dying to tell her. I reminded her of a time we didn’t see one another for weeks and explained to her that I had left in an attempt to forget about her, to ‘move on’, but 8 weeks later it was clear to me, that was never going to happen and ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ and I missed her so much that if friends is all we can be then so be it, its all I really wanted anyway. Except now she was leaving. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, When I first asked you out, those 2 or so years ago you said you don’t date clients, so if I was to ask again I felt that would be going against your wishes and I couldn’t start our future like that and as far as I know you haven’t changed your policy regarding clients. I probably shouldn’t have but… I have been waiting… and now your leaving and soon I won’t be a client and could hardly wait until after you left and you have no idea how much I love you Tan… (Tears)… “How much Mark?”. Whoa! “you’re with someone, so it doesn’t feel appropriate to say…with every fibre of my being Tan.” but now the flood gates were open, I couldn’t stop telling her of all the signs pointing me in her direction (if I listed them all here it’s unlikely you would believe me), things from before I even met her (no shit!) that I only realized after I had fallen in love with her, but the most profound moment was about 6 months prior to her departure…
That day, I was positively radiating with love, even without her, life seemed grand. All morning, while working in the factory, I was being watched by a pidgin, It wouldn’t go away, it just kept scrutinizing me and no one else. Finally after lunch I asked it “what do you want?” and it immediately turned its head in the direction of Tania’s work. “Is this about her? Fly if this is about her.” And it FLEW! After working a little longer I looked to the bird and (in my mind) said “Fly like my heart does for Tan.” and I don’t care if you believe me or not but it did a huge loop to loop, far more than I ever expected, wow…5 minutes later again “Fly like my heart does for Tan”. and another loop. I couldn’t believe it 3 out of 3. For a short time I wasn’t willing to try again out of fear it wouldn’t fly and ruin my perfect run, but then I said to myself ‘NO! Is this happening or not?’ so once again “Fly like my heart does for Tan” and yes ‘It was happening!”… Shortly afterwards David, a friend at work, came over to help on the machine, I saw him looking up at the bird and I wondered…”Hey Dave, I can make it fly you know” he gave me an inquisitive look “Watch”, I looked to the bird to realize it was half asleep (squatting, eyes half shut). Oh well, here goes nothing, ‘Fly like my heart does for Tan’…And it wiggled itself up and swooped over us, “See!” I said to Dave and went back to work in the hopes he would say something, but didn’t. I don’t know if Dave saw again or not but I requested and the pidgin flew 3 more times till afternoon break, 8 in a row, it never denied me once and I never asked for a 9th, and of cause I had to go see her, and as I walked down the street I ‘commanded’ (for lack of a better word) 2 more birds to fly like my heart does and they did, wow! When I got to her work she had someone with her so I couldn’t say too much, and was still confined by the No client rule…So I waited.
Tania seemed to believe me as I told her about the bird plus many other similar signs leading me to her and she wanted to hear them all, but she was still with another. “Why didn’t you tell me mark?” “You said you don’t date clients so I couldn’t…until now”. She now, for the first time, seemed interested in me but I was too late…”I hope you truly love one another Tan, there’s nothing more beautiful than Selfless Love” “What’s Selfless Love Mark?”.” Other than me wishing you well with another?” I said “I could cite example” and proceeded to make reference to a number of songs and movies which in my opinion express selfless love, then asked “Would you still love your boyfriend if he wanted to leave you?”, she seemed baffled by the question, “Do you love him enough to let him leave even to the point of wishing him well with another, like I do you? Oh no Tan, you need to be able to love him no matter what, not just when he’s with you, otherwise you don’t truly love him at all.” At this point I started to worry, the idea of selfless love seemed lost to her so I went back to telling her how I felt for her and how I hope she too can experience the beauty of selfless love if not for me then for another… I believe I touched her heart that last day but was too late… “…and if you don’t truly love him, and know you never will, you need to find someone you can and you don’t have the right to lead him on until you find better, that would be selfish, not selfless. and he, like everyone, has the God given right to experience Selfless love, and Tania I pray you find true love, you who have given others this experience deserve to experience it too…” I let her know she can always call me… She never did…
A few months later (while driving) I saw her walking along lovingly with a different man than before and I smiled and wished them all the very best. Then slowly at first, then faster my life fell apart…I didn’t want to continue without her…I lost everything… Unfairly dismissed after 8 years of very hard work, I couldn’t even get a reference even though the boss (Tim D******) said he Would send me one (nor did he send me a separation certificate nor a group certificate come tax time). I had no luck finding another job, I couldn’t pay the mortgage, lost my home, my car died, my cat was run over by a hoon, sold everything, lost everything else. I stored all my files, diaries, photos, clothes, food etc. in a couple of lockers at my old work which they found and now its all gone… I, for the first time in my life, have lost EVERYTHING and EVERYONE. and when I needed it I couldn’t bring myself to ask anyone for 5 cents… and have been homeless now for well over a year, just wandering the earth, almost waiting to die, alone…wondering what am I to do ?…But then late last year (2011), as I was able to find better sources of food, shelter and a few dollars here and there (thanks to hard rubbish and returning supermarket trolleys.). I started having renewed hope and the desire to return to society. Then around mid January I started thinking of her again and realized I could feel that way for another. In fact I should be able to love anyone also displaying selfless love, nothing else matters… Now I don’t know how to explain this but I will try.
A few days later (a couple of weeks ago now) I had trouble remembering the conversation we had on her last day, It was like a dream. To the point I went to bed that night saddened in the belief the conversation never happened…that I had imagined the whole thing… that I never told Tania I loved her and basically cried myself to sleep…. When I woke up the entire conversation had been given back to me crystal clear, like it had been re-loaded into my brain, like it was yesterday! I did tell her…It wasn’t a dream… (even a few days later It felt like we just had the conversation a few days before not a few years earlier…that day is still foggy…WTF!…) But wait there’s more…
Now I was never raised to believe in god but what happened next could be nothing less…I started to buzz with love, more and more…I thought I was nearly about to float…for a short time I could see my life up till now and how everything HAS happened for a reason…The failed relationships…changing jobs…I couldn’t believe it…THIS IS GOD…Of that there can be no doubt…It was way greater than me…To the point (I’m disappointed to say) it frightened me…not scared but overwhelmed…and I pulled away… Now I know that was a mistake…I panicked….But I think God is ok with that, he knows he can have that effect…and I believe he will return to give me another chance now that I am aware of his existence…But for now I think he wants me to share my selfless love for her and him with the world…and that pidgin was god letting me know I was ready for a loving relationship with her…and I made the mistake of rejecting god because things didn’t work out with her…by jumping to the conclusion that a relationship was going to happen…I was ready…She was not…May God forgive me…I know better now…and once you know, you can never forget…

The Meaning and Message I Received
Now I’m no preacher but I know God does exists, however a religion he did not indicate. It is my belief that religion is mans ‘best guess’ as to what God wants, that we all have pieces of the puzzle, we just need to bring them together, to broaden our understanding. May be …its time to update the bible to include more modern examples of God, a bible that better suits our times and current experiences, because right now, it seems, most religions assume that all other religions are going to hell, when I believe they are all following (slightly different versions of) the same thing, and that it is only mans interpretation thats getting in the way. Not God. For now I’m focusing on love because that was the biggest of all my experiences.
Love shouldn’t be a secret. To keep it would be selfish. Your love is for others; share it with all whom need it. If you love them, set them free. If you are rejected, move on, it wasn’t meant to be, your true love awaits, and you deserve better. Patience is a virtue. Love takes time. But don’t wait too long. I shouldn’t of passed up other opportunities. If you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with.
At first I thought the bird could see my love for her radiating like an aura and was captivated by its beauty I believe it was God letting me know I was emotionally ready for a truly loving relationship.
The fact that it worked in front of another proves the message wasn’t only meant for me. I believe I should have asked her out that day, God had given me permission to ask her again and maybe her friend was there to help, so Tan couldn’t just say no.
A public confession of love perhaps…
The truth is always better than not knowing. Take a chance, choice gives us true freedom.
Love is not; Jealous, rude, disrespectful, hate, lust, greed, hurt, pride, sexual etc.
If you are having difficulty expressing selfless love, try loosing hate first, because without hate love can prevail. From a position of pure love, anyone else displaying it is beautiful…Looks and money don’t mean a thing.
Love is; respect, compassion, understanding, generous etc. Without asking anything in return – selfless… If you give your love selflessly, your soul is saved. If you show another how to express true love, so is theirs. If you show them how to show others…Everybody wins. It’s the Domino effect. Who’s next…
I lost more important things than material possessions, Love, faith, hope, even the will to live, and never had to. No one but you can take those beautiful gifts away. Hateful people will try to bring the good down, while Good people try to lift everyone up. (Including the bad). Most people seem to think if they do no harm they are a good person (e.g. Thou shall not steal etc.) WRONG ! That only makes you nutral… In order to be a good person you must do good, otherwise the bad will prevail if the ‘good’ do nothing. The same with love and hate. Haters like to share their hate (misery likes company), So if you know love, you must share it, so that hate can never prevail…

(Screen) Name: Mark Love

He first crossed my eye when I was twelve. We were both in band and played the clarinet, he was a year older than I was. This wasn’t much like love at first sight, it was more of love at second sight. The first time he ever talked to me was when we were all waiting to get our uniforms fitted, I was waiting next to my friend Alyssa and he came over and said, “Hey Alyssa, What’s your name?” and so I introduced myself. He introduced himself as Sam, tall and thin, the body of a runner. He didn’t really catch my attention at first until one day when I was sitting all alone (as I usually did) he came and started talking to me, about our common interests like running, swimming, The Beatles. He was perfect to me. From that moment on everyday was like magic, we started talking a lot and hanging out at lunch time, telling each other everything and relating to the same stories. He was my best friend. Everything seemed to have a significance and every coincidence seemed to be a sign. Our birthdays are on the same month, the month we ran our first 15k together. I remember he sat next to me on the bus and started to bump me on the shoulder. He got first place that year out of the 400 people running the race. The day came when he had to go to high school and leave me behind for another year of middle school. When this realization hit me I assumed eighth grade would be the worst year of my life. During that summer we started to text each other everyday for five to six hours, we never ran out of things to talk about. I remember making a promise to myself saying that he would be my first boyfriend, and my first kiss. He’d never had a girlfriend before or even kissed anyone either. When eighth started I felt as if the school were empty without him there and my heart ached every single day i didn’t see him. That year was the year of rumors. As I talked to him one day he informed me that he liked a girl named Jessica and that he was going to ask her out, I felt heartbroken and devastated. That was the first night ever that I cried for anyone. I wanted to make sure that is what he wanted and even though I was in love and wanted the best for him, I didn’t want to lose him. I told Sam that I liked him two times and got nothing but silence out of it, I guess he was too caught up with this Jessica character. This is when I decided to move on to something else. I found another great guy who I liked, his name was Austin. Things with Austin were great, we became the best of friends, but I never felt the way I used to feel with Sam. One day, I get an unexpected text message from Sam saying that he heard I was playing a solo at a concert and that he would go and watch… That made my heart fall to the ground. HE WAS GOING TO COME TO MY CONCERT! The day came and a sudden feeling of fear and anxiety hit me. I didn’t want to face Sam after telling him that I liked him TWO FREAKING TIMES. But he came, we talked, I played the solo, and he said he loved the song. The day later, my friend Alyssa tells me about rumors that a girl was spreading around about Sam and I being I a weird relationship. I really didn’t know what that meant and still don’t to this day. I told him about it just in case someone told him something, I didn’t want him to think that I was the one who made that up. His answer was, “But we ARE in a weird relationship”. Again, I have no clue what that meant. Ninth grade approached and I was two weeks late to my first high school year. I had already been swimming competitively for a couple years and I joined the Swim Team and made it on Varsity, where Sam was. The first day I went to practice I could feel all eyes on me, his eyes on me. The next couple of days were very very awkward. We started to talk again after a while and he said Jessica left the school and she didn’t believe long distance relationships worked, well I didn’t either back then. I made a couple of friends, Emaan, Marissa, Emma, and Lynette from swim and my friends from MS Monica, Laleh, Rheiana and Marina. After a while, all of them eventually found out about Sam.
One of the many days we used to text, he told me to hang out with him at lunch time and become a part of his ‘group’. That plan only lasted about two days until Emaan got annoyed and posted a comment of facebook: “I hate it when girls act so different and annoying around the person they like”. I knew this was directed to me and so did Sam, so I talked to him about it and he basically told me that what she meant was that I act annoying when I am around him. That was when my defensive side came out, I told him that I didn’t like him again because there was no point in it since I knew nothing was ever going to happen, his response was, “That is because I thought you didn’t want a boyfriend”. After that he told me that if he had to go out with anyone, it would be me. Later on that year a girl named Emma started to like him and, well, she showed it, alright. A meet day came, and Emma planned on asking Sam out. When I heard of this my jaw fully dropped and my heart broke into a million pieces, because I was scared he’d say ‘yes’. I watched her go up to him and start to talk inches away from his face. That is when I felt my eyes begin to water, I knew I couldn’t do that to myself so I looked at him and walked away. Another one of my really good friends, Angelica, saw me and there was nothing else but to tell her my whole story, and so I did. The news later came to me that Sam turned Emma down because he liked girls as athletic and determined as he is. Around that same time I was informed that I was moving back to Spain, where I originally came from. The moment I heard this my mind drifted straight towards Sam. “What?!” I thought, “I can’t leave now, not when good things are about to happen”. But there was no going back. Everyone always told me to move on, but I don’t know how to, those are probably the hardest words to achieve when in love with someone for great, memorable years. I have too realized that one becomes blinded by love and only sees what the eye wants to see, not a spice of reality. Up to this day, I am still hopeful that both Sam and I will have the courage to tell each other how we feel. I will never forget my first love. And I will keep that promise that I’ve kept all through the years. I will always love Sam and I will never give up on him, because true love waits until the time is right. We have to be patient and wait for each other because i know we will be together, someday, beyond the ‘stars’. I will wait for forever.

(Screen) Name: LifeisFun.

I never thought of sharing this story with anyone in the world.But maybe now’s the time when I should express what I really feel like being in love with someone, whom I can only dream of but never get.
I am a little different from all my friends.I am shy, introvert,a nerd according to my friends and most probably I do not enjoy company.I like to be let alone all the time.I am 17 years old now.
I do not have an official love story to say.Its just that he & I met through one of my close friends.We study in the same class, same school but I haven’t noticed him until the day we met.We didn’t talk, we just had a brief eye contact.After that day we three used to return from school together. We almost reside in the same area.We had more than fun, we chatted, we laughed, for a short time they were becoming my best friends. And then one fine day, I started to realise that I was falling for him. At school, he used to stare at me sometime, did some things which would draw my attention, laughed loud so that I can look at him, always find some reason to stand next to me. At one of my friend’s birthday,as a part of ”dare” of the ”Truth & Dare” game, he said in front of everyone, ”Will you marry me?”.
Everyone can thought it as a joke, but it was so romantic for me.I couldn’t sleep that night, thinking about that one sentence. I used to smile at me, whenever I remembered it.Maybe we both started to love each other. Our birthdays were next to each other, as in mine was 1st June and his 2nd June, same year.
And then the worst thing happen at school. Rumours spread out in the class that He loves me. Now ”rumour” is one thing that we dont like at all.True to say,maybe we were enjoying those rumours at inside to let know each other that we do love, but outside we had to show that we are very irritated. Then I had to stop talking with him, to draw the class’ attention. This continued for two and half years.Those times , how I was living, its hard to describe.It was much painful, because I had no one, not a single one to say all these.
Now I’m 17 years old. This is my last year at school.We draw the same attention towards each other, but we dont talk in real. Even I think thrice before commenting on his statuses on Facebook.We travel in the same bus yet we dont talk. I’m kind of used to that gesture. I’m a lot different right now. And I try to forget him. Maybe I cannot ever do that.I will have to carry on this whole of my life.
I have heard enough that ”true love is once in a lifetime”. Though I know, it might be him, yet I paray myself (cos’ I’m an atheist) that he cannot be The One. I can never ever say to him that ”I love you”. The girl who’s gonna marry him shall be very lucky.But I do wish him all the very best in life. I have nothing else to say.

(Screen) Name: Rinki

I had had a terrible year when I on top of everything had to move . Away from friends and my grandparents, plus the nervousness and anxiety of a new school. Middle school. Such a rough time of life, adolescence. I climbed shyly on the bus, my first day. My usually outgoing and amiable demeanor quieted by nerves and intimidation. I sat down about a third of the way onto the bus, away from the scary punks in the back. We slowed to a stop and a couple kids got on, when one paused, “Hey! Can I sit with you?” I looked up, a bit startled. I had been busy trying to disappear.
“Sure.” I smiled faintly and glanced up. A boy pretty nondescript stood above me, brown hair, about 5’2…until I caught sight of his eyes as he sat next to me and smiled. Brown like my own, but so deep, open and honest…looking into his eyes was like a warm embrace. my nerves settled themselves and I found myself smiling back. it wasn’t love then. More like an instant connection. Meeting someone for the first time that you’ve known your whole life. I learned his name was Jeremy, and as that sixth grade year continued, I grew to know him almost as well as myself. We were bus buddies, sitting together and laughing, best friends in every way. We would have six hour phone conversations. If my sociopathic, verbally abusive father was making me feel alone or just hopeless and done with..everything, I could call him and pour my heart out. He’d share stories of his own father and make me laugh, which he was great at. The next day on the bus he’d grab my hand and make sure I was okay before cracking me up again. Seventh grade came and went, in which time I moved again, so we weren’t on the same bus, and we still talked, but not as much. I was miserable. I missed laughing with him, having him around to confide in. I’d had a crush on him all sixth grade but was never quite sure how he’d felt. Then, right before eighth grade began, he moved. Roughly six blocks away. In that time, we’d both changed a lot. Gone were my glasses, my ponytails. In was long, wavy hair and tasteful eye make up (unlike some of the girls in our school…blue eyeshadow *shudder*) His hair went from the “mushroom” cut as we called it to a longer skater style, minus the grease. I was shocked. We sat together on the bus the first day and I felt a hole that had formed in my heart begin to fade away, and as we talked, diminish entirely. About halfway through the year, I had begun teasing him, because although I hung out with everyone else in our neighborhood, we never really hung out outside of school. So I rounded up some friends one night, all boys as the girls in our neighborhood were an exclusive group and I didn’t make the cut. We called him and got him to come outside. I hugged him as soon as he walked out. I teased him, “How ’bout a kiss?”
He was shocked…”Umm no!” He cracked up, but as I pulled away from the hug, kissed me tenderly on the forehead. My turn to be shocked. It still wasn’t love. It was tingling and butterflies but not love. We (he and my friends) were playing truth or dare, and he got dared to kiss me. He leaned over, and being a gentleman, kissed me gently on the tip on my nose. i giggled softly and was so glad he was so nice and sweet about it. Then his next turn they dared him to really kiss me. We got up from where we were all sitting in a circle on his dead-end street and walked down the block and hid behind some flowery bushes. We were standing there when he looked at me. Me back at him. He leaned in, and slightly down, as I’m quite a bit shorter than him, and our lips met softy, just for a moment. it wasn’t my first kiss, but it was the best. It was his. We kissed a few more times, all quick innocent pecks that warmed me and left me wanting more. We then left the others, and he walked me to my house, putting his arm around me. I was so happy then. It was all I’d ever wanted. Since forever. Was someone to care about me the way he clearly did. I felt like I was dreaming. We got to my house, he kissed me once, then turned we went our separate ways. I went inside, m face flushed and sat in my room, playing the night on an endless loop in my mind. We dated a little while after that, his first relationship. It lasted a pitiful five days. The last one I had lasted three months. He broke up with me because he was talking about his father and got very emotional and was angry and embarrassed, broke up with me and hung up. We were on the phone at like one in the morning over the weekend. I (an insomniac) cried the whole night. We made up, and a little while later started dating again. That lasted seven pitiful days. I broke up with him, in person, because I was speaking about my father and was just so upset and he wasn’t understanding me at all. We took a break from dating and just went back to being friends. It hurt. A lot. Then one day I asked him to go for a walk. So we did. And this time, we were at the bay by my house, sitting in the sand, close to the chain-link fence when he picked up a rock, asked me if I’d go out with him. i said yes. not because I was stupid or thought I was in love because I wasn’t, and I didn’t/ But because he was my best friend, and even if I wasn’t in love with him, I did love him. So I said yes, kissed him and stood. He pulled a lightweight, shiny black rock from his pocket, got on one knee and said, “Hannah, will you murry me?” It was an inside joke. I said yes, laughed, took the rock and wated to cry I was so deliriously happy. I knew we were going to work. We had some rough patches but made it through. Then came the day I think I fell in love with him a little bit. And I won’t admit it to anyone, not even myself. My mom had driven me to Walgreens, to buy some materials for a Social Studies Project. Jeremy and I had been texting and he’d just been there for the same reason. I was bitterly disappointed to miss him. So I got my stuff, and met up with my mom. She started walking towards the register but I trailed behind a step or two. I was walking slowly, sad I didn’t get to see Jerbear. I looked up at the sound of the automatic doors to the left of the register. And there he was, coming back to buy a different set of colored paper. I missed a step unnoticeably. The sight of him made my heart literally stop for a moment, then swell with a rush of warmness. Jeremy, who I was so comfortable around was making me so jumpy, I was tingling and I was more jittery than getting on the bus that first day. Since then, it’s been nothing but arguments. But they’re so worth to have him. I can’t even describe how bad I feel sometimes, but then he looks at me, or smiles, and there goes m problems. Love is nothing more than setting fire to best friends. It’s still arguments and silly fights. What changes is how they affect you and how you’d put up with them just to be with that person. Even if they don’t feel the same way. Because you do, and that’s enough.

(Screen) Name: hannluvsj

Facebook will always have a special place in my heart, cuz its where i first met my princess. Im Egyptian and my babygirl is from the US. looking back at it now i can see that it was just meant to be, there was this app on facebook that allows you to browse peoples pictures and “tag” them with a word of ur choice.. i used to use it for fun.. then it happened.. i saw my princess.. so cute and so innocent, once i saaw her i knew that im gonna spend the rest of my life with her and for more than one year.. i used to spend ever night from 7pm till 7am just to make up for the time difference so we can spend the as much time as we can together but im not gonna talk about me im gonna talk bout the girl .. of course when i say The girl ull know who im talkn bout .. the girl who made me believe in second chances, she made me believe in miracles, made me believe in angels, with her i found love & only when i met her i looked back on my past n just laugh of the idea that i thought i got everything figured out .. then she came along ..to redefine every thing in my life .. so i started thinking-& im sure-that all wut happend in my life was just like .. an intro be4 the love story begins .. she changed the way i look to every thing, she gave me a new prespective

she gave me everything (when no body wanted to give me nothing) she cared bout me when even i didnt care bout me, she trusted me .. she believed in me .. makin me believe in my self again .. she woke up feelings i thought i never had .. till she came along .. like an angel from heaven to reconnect me with God .. cuz once i saw her i prayed to God-for the 1st time since forever-to just .. give me a chance with this angel .. show me tht sumthin like this can happen to a person like me if u want it to .. i swore that if he gives me this chance .. ill never miss up-like always-n to treat her like the princess she is .. non of her dreams should fly n fade away .. nuthin she sais u can just smile n nod & all of her wishes must come true .. n even-after makin all those promises-the chance that i get a chance with her was like a 1 in a million, she came out of no where .. to show me that love does exist, to teach me never to give up, theres no such thing called impossible .. she taught me to enjoy my life & apreceate the good things in my life .. they say tht a bad person assumes the bad in every body elses mind .. n i used to never trust anybody .. but i trust her with my life .. its like once i saw her i said this should be my wife n the mother of my kids i wanted to spend all my life with her .. i wanted her to be with me forever .. wanted her to be mine .. n wish i can be her lucky guy .. only with her i felt sooo lucky-for the1st time in my life-n felt like i dont deserve this cuz shes so special ..

she taught me to believe .. that miracles happen in real life.. not just in stories & movies

(Screen) Name: Makaville