I have travelled to a lot of countries but in the end I met this beautiful boy in my own city. It’s still seems amazing to me. We are both gay and what we have between us is so different and beautiful. I really like to take care of him, I always ask him if he is hungry so I can buy him a sandwich or a pizza.

One thing that I feel with him and it’s new to me is that everytime we separate after ten minutes I feel like calling him again and I miss him. My heart pupms hard when I see his name on my cell phone calling me. He is a Libra in the zodiac and naturally very charismatic. I always wanted to have a person with me who understands me fully and he is the one that can feel me completely. I can not hide anything from him.

I like the small decisions he makes for me and then tells me “It’s for your own good, if it was bad for you I wouldn’t do it.” So much compassion, it’s what the humanity needs. I wish each single person finds the one who completes him, it’s wonderful.

You know those moments, when you see a person and you just REALLY wont to know them? That’s how I met Jeffrey. It was senior year and I was on a bus on my way home when I looked a few seats back and saw him. I had seen Jeffrey multiple times before this but I had never been given the chance to talk to him one on one. Here was my chance, we were the last two on the bus and he moved up acrossed the isle from me, so I just started talking to him about simple things, nothing really, until we came to his stop. The next few days at school I made it a point to talk to him whether that be just a passing hello or a joke in band class. We started to meet up at extra-caricular events like volleyball games and sit and talk. He was suprisingly easy to talk to but was in general a very quiet person and I am not. However, he didn’t seem to mind my company so we continued to hang out every once and awhile. During one game we were talking and he told me that I liked alot of the same thigs his sister did and that he would bring her to the next game so I could meet her. And when I did meet her we became best friends immediatly, and she still to this day is my very best friend. Kayla, Jeffrey and I started to hang out all the time, going out at night and walks on Sunday evenings. Kayla and I’s relationship grew fast but so did Jeffrey’s and I. He and I would talk everyday before school and we told eachother everything, we both had similar struggles and burdens we had to bare. Time went by and we all remaind close up to the day that Jeffrey and Kayla’s father committ suicide. That whole week I never left their side, especially Jeffrey’s, who took the death personally. Jeffrey has a history of strong depression and I was terrified he would follow in his father’s footsteps. As it turned out Jeffrey had planned to take the same action his dad did and just leave it all behind. I was so scared and was frantically trying to do everything I could to reasure him that he needed to be strong and that things would eventually be okay and also that I was there for him, no matter what. I had at one point in my life struggled with the same type of thing so I knew how to relate to the situation. But there was a new develpment,I was falling in love with him and was scared to death to tell him. What if it made things awkward? What if he didn’t feel the same? But, what if he did? Regardless I just wanted to see him smile again. Time whent by and Jeffrey started doing okay again, he was more of himself until one night after we got home from youth group. He wouldn’t speak and wouldn’t even aknowladge me in any way. His sister and I had a habit of laying out on the trampoline at night and looking at the stars, this night i begged and pleaded for him to join us, not wanting to leave him alone. So, I dragged him onto the trampoline, and well, he didn’t really like but he just normally did what I said anyway. Laying there we were watching videos on kayla’s Ipod and laughing, and Jeffrey finaly started to loosen up. He began to talk and laugh like he usually did, but something was still different. He kept looking at me and keeping eye contact and smiling and hugging me. I was used to him touching me, he usually had his head on my shoulder or was sitting close. I didn’t mind at all because he wasn’t ever weird about it, just sweet. But, like I said this was different. Later that night when it got too cold for comfort we headed inside to Kayla’s room to watch a movie and Jeffrey joined us. We all spread out on her bed infont of the screen and watched, but I wasn’t watching at all. I was thinking of Jeffrey and the way he had held me on the trampoline, the way he had looked into my eyes. I needed to know, I needed to know if he felt the same. As it grew later Kayla fell asleep leaving me to ask him if he was going to be okay and if he wanted to talk about what was wrong. He and I usually were always open and honest with eachother and our feelings, we understood eachother and could just talk. He told me that he would be okay and then pulled me close and thanked me for always being there for him and then hugged me again, but this time he didn’t let go. My heart was racing, he was holding me so close to him as he told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and this wasn’t unusual, the words anyway, all three of us always told eachother that we loved eachother. But he and I knew this time we meant something different. I am not sure how many times we told eachother those three words that night and for how long we just held eachother close, but it seemed like forever, but that was fine with me, I didn’t want it to end. And then he kissed me, it was so soft and sweet and gentel. I kissed him back and we both just layed there for the rest of the night talking about how we’ve actually liked eachother for a long time, and how we wished we would have known sooner. The next morning when we all woke up me and him knew things would never be the same again, but in a wonderful way. He and I are still together six months later and we plan to stay together forever. I love him and he loves me. We can talk about everything and anything and love eachother’s imperfections. Yes, there are times we argue, but who doesn’t? But we both know it would be worse to live life without the other. Unfortunatley due to a circumstance we have not seen eachother for three months, and it feels like forever. But we talk everyday and know that the other will remain faithful. We trust eachother and we know that our future is worth waiting for. Because, true love waits.

(Screen) Name: Jean

You know those moments, when you see a person and you just REALLY wont to know them? That’s how I met Jeffrey. It was senior year and I was on a bus on my way home when I looked a few seats back and saw him. I had seen Jeffrey multiple times before this but I had never been given the chance to talk to him one on one. Here was my chance, we were the last two on the bus and he moved up acrossed the isle from me, so I just started talking to him about simple things, nothing really, until we came to his stop. The next few days at school I made it a point to talk to him whether that be just a passing hello or a joke in band class. We started to meet up at extra-caricular events like volleyball games and sit and talk. He was suprisingly easy to talk to but was in general a very quiet person and I am not. However, he didn’t seem to mind my company so we continued to hang out every once and awhile. During one game we were talking and he told me that I liked alot of the same thigs his sister did and that he would bring her to the next game so I could meet her. And when I did meet her we became best friends immediatly, and she still to this day is my very best friend. Kayla, Jeffrey and I started to hang out all the time, going out at night and walks on Sunday evenings. Kayla and I’s relationship grew fast but so did Jeffrey’s and I. He and I would talk everyday before school and we told eachother everything, we both had similar struggles and burdens we had to bare. Time went by and we all remaind close up to the day that Jeffrey and Kayla’s father committ suicide. That whole week I never left their side, especially Jeffrey’s, who took the death personally. Jeffrey has a history of strong depression and I was terrified he would follow in his father’s footsteps. As it turned out Jeffrey had planned to take the same action his dad did and just leave it all behind. I was so scared and was frantically trying to do everything I could to reasure him that he needed to be strong and that things would eventually be okay and also that I was there for him, no matter what. I had at one point in my life struggled with the same type of thing so I knew how to relate to the situation. But there was a new develpment,I was falling in love with him and was scared to death to tell him. What if it made things awkward? What if he didn’t feel the same? But, what if he did? Regardless I just wanted to see him smile again. Time whent by and Jeffrey started doing okay again, he was more of himself until one night after we got home from youth group. He wouldn’t speak and wouldn’t even aknowladge me in any way. His sister and I had a habit of laying out on the trampoline at night and looking at the stars, this night i begged and pleaded for him to join us, not wanting to leave him alone. So, I dragged him onto the trampoline, and well, he didn’t really like but he just normally did what I said anyway. Laying there we were watching videos on kayla’s Ipod and laughing, and Jeffrey finaly started to loosen up. He began to talk and laugh like he usually did, but something was still different. He kept looking at me and keeping eye contact and smiling and hugging me. I was used to him touching me, he usually had his head on my shoulder or was sitting close. I didn’t mind at all because he wasn’t ever weird about it, just sweet. But, like I said this was different. Later that night when it got too cold for comfort we headed inside to Kayla’s room to watch a movie and Jeffrey joined us. We all spread out on her bed infont of the screen and watched, but I wasn’t watching at all. I was thinking of Jeffrey and the way he had held me on the trampoline, the way he had looked into my eyes. I needed to know, I needed to know if he felt the same. As it grew later Kayla fell asleep leaving me to ask him if he was going to be okay and if he wanted to talk about what was wrong. He and I usually were always open and honest with eachother and our feelings, we understood eachother and could just talk. He told me that he would be okay and then pulled me close and thanked me for always being there for him and then hugged me again, but this time he didn’t let go. My heart was racing, he was holding me so close to him as he told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and this wasn’t unusual, the words anyway, all three of us always told eachother that we loved eachother. But he and I knew this time we meant something different. I am not sure how many times we told eachother those three words that night and for how long we just held eachother close, but it seemed like forever, but that was fine with me, I didn’t want it to end. And then he kissed me, it was so soft and sweet and gentel. I kissed him back and we both just layed there for the rest of the night talking about how we’ve actually liked eachother for a long time, and how we wished we would have known sooner. The next morning when we all woke up me and him knew things would never be the same again, but in a wonderful way. He and I are still together six months later and we plan to stay together forever. I love him and he loves me. We can talk about everything and anything and love eachother’s imperfections. Yes, there are times we argue, but who doesn’t? But we both know it would be worse to live life without the other. Unfortunatley due to a circumstance we have not seen eachother for three months, and it feels like forever. But we talk everyday and know that the other will remain faithful. We trust eachother and we know that our future is worth waiting for. Because, true love waits.

(Screen) Name: Jean

You know those moments, when you see a person and you just REALLY wont to know them? That’s how I met Jeffrey. It was senior year and I was on a bus on my way home when I looked a few seats back and saw him. I had seen Jeffrey multiple times before this but I had never been given the chance to talk to him one on one. Here was my chance, we were the last two on the bus and he moved up acrossed the isle from me, so I just started talking to him about simple things, nothing really, until we came to his stop. The next few days at school I made it a point to talk to him whether that be just a passing hello or a joke in band class. We started to meet up at extra-caricular events like volleyball games and sit and talk. He was suprisingly easy to talk to but was in general a very quiet person and I am not. However, he didn’t seem to mind my company so we continued to hang out every once and awhile. During one game we were talking and he told me that I liked alot of the same thigs his sister did and that he would bring her to the next game so I could meet her. And when I did meet her we became best friends immediatly, and she still to this day is my very best friend. Kayla, Jeffrey and I started to hang out all the time, going out at night and walks on Sunday evenings. Kayla and I’s relationship grew fast but so did Jeffrey’s and I. He and I would talk everyday before school and we told eachother everything, we both had similar struggles and burdens we had to bare. Time went by and we all remaind close up to the day that Jeffrey and Kayla’s father committ suicide. That whole week I never left their side, especially Jeffrey’s, who took the death personally. Jeffrey has a history of strong depression and I was terrified he would follow in his father’s footsteps. As it turned out Jeffrey had planned to take the same action his dad did and just leave it all behind. I was so scared and was frantically trying to do everything I could to reasure him that he needed to be strong and that things would eventually be okay and also that I was there for him, no matter what. I had at one point in my life struggled with the same type of thing so I knew how to relate to the situation. But there was a new develpment,I was falling in love with him and was scared to death to tell him. What if it made things awkward? What if he didn’t feel the same? But, what if he did? Regardless I just wanted to see him smile again. Time whent by and Jeffrey started doing okay again, he was more of himself until one night after we got home from youth group. He wouldn’t speak and wouldn’t even aknowladge me in any way. His sister and I had a habit of laying out on the trampoline at night and looking at the stars, this night i begged and pleaded for him to join us, not wanting to leave him alone. So, I dragged him onto the trampoline, and well, he didn’t really like but he just normally did what I said anyway. Laying there we were watching videos on kayla’s Ipod and laughing, and Jeffrey finaly started to loosen up. He began to talk and laugh like he usually did, but something was still different. He kept looking at me and keeping eye contact and smiling and hugging me. I was used to him touching me, he usually had his head on my shoulder or was sitting close. I didn’t mind at all because he wasn’t ever weird about it, just sweet. But, like I said this was different. Later that night when it got too cold for comfort we headed inside to Kayla’s room to watch a movie and Jeffrey joined us. We all spread out on her bed infont of the screen and watched, but I wasn’t watching at all. I was thinking of Jeffrey and the way he had held me on the trampoline, the way he had looked into my eyes. I needed to know, I needed to know if he felt the same. As it grew later Kayla fell asleep leaving me to ask him if he was going to be okay and if he wanted to talk about what was wrong. He and I usually were always open and honest with eachother and our feelings, we understood eachother and could just talk. He told me that he would be okay and then pulled me close and thanked me for always being there for him and then hugged me again, but this time he didn’t let go. My heart was racing, he was holding me so close to him as he told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and this wasn’t unusual, the words anyway, all three of us always told eachother that we loved eachother. But he and I knew this time we meant something different. I am not sure how many times we told eachother those three words that night and for how long we just held eachother close, but it seemed like forever, but that was fine with me, I didn’t want it to end. And then he kissed me, it was so soft and sweet and gentel. I kissed him back and we both just layed there for the rest of the night talking about how we’ve actually liked eachother for a long time, and how we wished we would have known sooner. The next morning when we all woke up me and him knew things would never be the same again, but in a wonderful way. He and I are still together six months later and we plan to stay together forever. I love him and he loves me. We can talk about everything and anything and love eachother’s imperfections. Yes, there are times we argue, but who doesn’t? But we both know it would be worse to live life without the other. Unfortunatley due to a circumstance we have not seen eachother for three months, and it feels like forever. But we talk everyday and know that the other will remain faithful. We trust eachother and we know that our future is worth waiting for. Because, true love waits.

(Screen) Name: Jean

You know those moments, when you see a person and you just REALLY wont to know them? That’s how I met Jeffrey. It was senior year and I was on a bus on my way home when I looked a few seats back and saw him. I had seen Jeffrey multiple times before this but I had never been given the chance to talk to him one on one. Here was my chance, we were the last two on the bus and he moved up acrossed the isle from me, so I just started talking to him about simple things, nothing really, until we came to his stop. The next few days at school I made it a point to talk to him whether that be just a passing hello or a joke in band class. We started to meet up at extra-caricular events like volleyball games and sit and talk. He was suprisingly easy to talk to but was in general a very quiet person and I am not. However, he didn’t seem to mind my company so we continued to hang out every once and awhile. During one game we were talking and he told me that I liked alot of the same thigs his sister did and that he would bring her to the next game so I could meet her. And when I did meet her we became best friends immediatly, and she still to this day is my very best friend. Kayla, Jeffrey and I started to hang out all the time, going out at night and walks on Sunday evenings. Kayla and I’s relationship grew fast but so did Jeffrey’s and I. He and I would talk everyday before school and we told eachother everything, we both had similar struggles and burdens we had to bare. Time went by and we all remaind close up to the day that Jeffrey and Kayla’s father committ suicide. That whole week I never left their side, especially Jeffrey’s, who took the death personally. Jeffrey has a history of strong depression and I was terrified he would follow in his father’s footsteps. As it turned out Jeffrey had planned to take the same action his dad did and just leave it all behind. I was so scared and was frantically trying to do everything I could to reasure him that he needed to be strong and that things would eventually be okay and also that I was there for him, no matter what. I had at one point in my life struggled with the same type of thing so I knew how to relate to the situation. But there was a new develpment,I was falling in love with him and was scared to death to tell him. What if it made things awkward? What if he didn’t feel the same? But, what if he did? Regardless I just wanted to see him smile again. Time whent by and Jeffrey started doing okay again, he was more of himself until one night after we got home from youth group. He wouldn’t speak and wouldn’t even aknowladge me in any way. His sister and I had a habit of laying out on the trampoline at night and looking at the stars, this night i begged and pleaded for him to join us, not wanting to leave him alone. So, I dragged him onto the trampoline, and well, he didn’t really like but he just normally did what I said anyway. Laying there we were watching videos on kayla’s Ipod and laughing, and Jeffrey finaly started to loosen up. He began to talk and laugh like he usually did, but something was still different. He kept looking at me and keeping eye contact and smiling and hugging me. I was used to him touching me, he usually had his head on my shoulder or was sitting close. I didn’t mind at all because he wasn’t ever weird about it, just sweet. But, like I said this was different. Later that night when it got too cold for comfort we headed inside to Kayla’s room to watch a movie and Jeffrey joined us. We all spread out on her bed infont of the screen and watched, but I wasn’t watching at all. I was thinking of Jeffrey and the way he had held me on the trampoline, the way he had looked into my eyes. I needed to know, I needed to know if he felt the same. As it grew later Kayla fell asleep leaving me to ask him if he was going to be okay and if he wanted to talk about what was wrong. He and I usually were always open and honest with eachother and our feelings, we understood eachother and could just talk. He told me that he would be okay and then pulled me close and thanked me for always being there for him and then hugged me again, but this time he didn’t let go. My heart was racing, he was holding me so close to him as he told me that he loved me. I told him I loved him too, and this wasn’t unusual, the words anyway, all three of us always told eachother that we loved eachother. But he and I knew this time we meant something different. I am not sure how many times we told eachother those three words that night and for how long we just held eachother close, but it seemed like forever, but that was fine with me, I didn’t want it to end. And then he kissed me, it was so soft and sweet and gentel. I kissed him back and we both just layed there for the rest of the night talking about how we’ve actually liked eachother for a long time, and how we wished we would have known sooner. The next morning when we all woke up me and him knew things would never be the same again, but in a wonderful way. He and I are still together six months later and we plan to stay together forever. I love him and he loves me. We can talk about everything and anything and love eachother’s imperfections. Yes, there are times we argue, but who doesn’t? But we both know it would be worse to live life without the other. Unfortunatley due to a circumstance we have not seen eachother for three months, and it feels like forever. But we talk everyday and know that the other will remain faithful. We trust eachother and we know that our future is worth waiting for. Because, true love waits.

(Screen) Name: Jean

“So, do you believe in love?” Someone asked me once, and I replied, “ I feel, I am here, in this world, just to teach the world, “Love” and “The ritual of love making” , the essence of true love and how to create that sensational passionate Holy Kama Sutra……………………Poonaam Uppal.

It all started with my search for true love, which began not on the snowy beautiful peaks of Himalayas, which I originally belong to, as I call myself daughter of Himalaya. However, my search as planned by Gods, for a higher purpose, due to sudden shift in spirituality towards the west had started on dry land of Las Vegas. As of now, I am not sure when did my search for true love really begin? In adulthood, the realization or the search of my true love began in year1996, on my August trips to the ‘Magic’ fashion show at Las Vegas where I was reminded of my search… Although I am not aware, but strongly feel Las Vegas does have spiritual history. The whole west coast is vibrating with a divine energy and California, is the focal point, especially the city of Los Angeles, which is truly a land of “The lost angels”; it has a blessing of many Gurus.

Today is my last day at Las Vegas, and the final day of the Fall Magic Show which has become the largest, most comprehensive men’s apparel and accessory trade show. I know I am going to miss Las Vegas and its perpetual heartbeat, which never dies down. The snapping of shuffling cards, clicking of a roulette wheel, the clatter of tossed dice, the spinning of a slot machine, and a whispered prayer for 21—this is the doxology of Las Vegas. It’s a soundtrack that will haunt me until I return to Vegas and its music.

Excitement in casino floor is at its peak at this desert oasis. There were many dealers standing at those Black Jack tables, the tall gawky dealer whose nameplate read ‘Tim Destin, Florida’, had this look of a crazed loon out of a cage. He invited Goldy and in the next few minutes, the whole group was sitting at the table. I would have joined them too, but black jack was Latin to me. I moved far away from the table and tried to admire the lavish, Caesar’s Palace Casino, with its grand roman styling, massive columns, and sparkling fountains.

Pacing is everything in this seductive twenty four-hour city, Las Vegas. The lights are brighter, the colors are bolder and the bets are larger. As a matter of fact, everything is bigger, better and more extravagant in the Neon city. It is truly a city of excesses and over indulgence, nonetheless. I was too tired to indulge right now. I wished good night to Goldy and his friends and came out of the Casino. It was late and there weren’t many people waiting for the shuttle. However, Neon city stayed alive all night through.

Las Vegas is a strange land with peculiar vibration, every time, I traveled by shuttle, I felt déjà-vu that I have been here, when someone mentioned something, I felt that something similar had been spoken before, in this very spot. There was no way I could have been to Vegas before, as I was visiting the city for the first time, I was absorbed in my thoughts, when I heard someone calling my name loudly, I turned back, but there wasn’t any one. Once again, I heard a voice followed by a loud thunder “Moh, very soon, in 1997, you will be meeting your true love” However, I saw nobody around me. By now, I had grown accustomed to Mother Goddess, Maa Durga talking to me. Yet, this voice was unusual and very loud to be ignored, and it had come with a roaring thunder sound. I was wondering of all the places in the world, why I heard this forecast in the city of Las Vegas? There were very few people waiting for the shuttle but I had this strong urge to ask one them if they heard what I had heard, if not the voice at least the thunder, by this time, the shuttle had already arrived. As I stepped into the shuttle, the voice became more powerful and louder, “Moh, you will meet your true love in 1997”.

I reached my hotel room in a daze and gulped down two bottles of cold water. This broadcasting had shaken the life out of me. I kept thinking of the voice, which had subsided by now. Was this is the way; broadcasting was done in ancient times? Who could I share this strange occurrence with? I knew people might think I had gone absolutely, totally mentally deranged and berserk, I talked to myself “Oh my God. What’s happening to me?

This is a true love story of glamorous, stylish and fiercely ambitious Indian lass Moh Lal Rai who has only one cherished desire, aspiration on her mind to become an internationally acclaimed avant-garde Fashion designer. Destiny deceives Moh’s desires landing her in a sexless marriage in USA. During her fashion show at Las Vegas she experiences violent vibration followed by a thunderous broadcasting of her future “Soon in 1997 you will meet your “true eternal lover” on this earth…
Dragooned by powerful longing to meet her ancient lover she is now a solitary traveler of an abyss of unfathomable space and time where she is sent on a roller coaster ride to a bizarre realm of gonzo occurrences , happenings, visions, premonitions , déjà vous, divine visitation and startling revelation of her past birth and she involuntarily unravels the ancient most mystical secret of the extinct art of Kama Sutra and “Tantric Sex” once taught by Lord Shiva himself but now these cryptic writings are shrouded in the misty Himalayan valley. In a cruel game plan of higher she is compelled by a powerful goddess to become a Guru, a Love Messiah and give a prophetic message that “Art of love and love making must be learnt________ Kama sutra is the holiest of scripture and sacred most religion only through Kama Sutra human could reach Nirvana in this climaxing Black Age.
Did Moh united with her ancient lover? “How can erotica be a religion?
TO KNOW THE TRUTH READ A TRUE LOVE STORY FROM THE MYSTICAL LAND OF INDIA “A GOSPEL OF KAMA SUTRA”

(Screen) Name: PAM UPPAL

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

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

I met my husband 14 yrs ago, fell in love and married him. We have 2 children, that are amazing. We’ve had our share and more of hardship, troubles, cheating, and lies. We’ve also had a great deal of good times. About 6 yrs ago I met a girl, who happened to be my husbands best friend at the time, her and I never really clicked. The past yr has been a complete whirlwind of stuff. I started back to school after 15 yrs and I have the career that I was meant to have, my husband confessed to cheating for the first ten yrs of our marriage with many women, to name a few things. Well, my husband is a very insecure man. He has actually told me several times over the past 6 months that he’s jealous of my life. It used to be the complete opposite, I was jealous of his life, his job, his friends, just everything. Well this friend that I mentioned earlier of his, has been around alot over the years. We’ve become very good friends in the past two yrs. She sends me a good morning txt every day, that says “G’mornin gorgous”, she understands my needs and my wants. My husband told me that he does not want to hear about work or school or my friends or anything really. So I talk to her alot, and she completely gets me.
The more I am with her the more I realize that she is amazing. In late January of this yr, we were hanging out just kind of relaxing, having a few drinks. She kissed me and I have never in my life felt the way she made me feel. Everything in my being pulls like a magnet to her. When she enters a room, my stomach feels fluttery, when she touches me my whole body shivers. We have been seeing each other for about 7 months now. She feels the exact same way about me. Last week, she said she wanted to marry me on the beach. The thought of being in her arms for the rest of my life are almost too much for me to stand. Of course I said “yes” and we are currently making plans to live together first. Right now we are stealing moments when we can. With her job as manager of a retail store, and my job, moments are hard to find. She is my breath, my water, my soul belongs to her. We are destined to be together forever. She is the most beautiful, amazing woman I’ve ever known. I can’t wait to share the rest of my life with her.
We hoped for many months that the feelings we had for each other would fade and we could go on with our lives. However, that’s not what the cards held for us. Planning our wedding for Summer 2012. Can’t wait.

(Screen) Name: Summer Luvin

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