You came in to my life last August, unexpectedly, the night we first met, I tried to set you up with a mutual friend, even though I didn’t even know your name at the time, it just seemed like a fun thing to do. I failed to set you two up, but felt bad for making things awkward, so I made contact with you to apologise for doing so. Without even planning to, we really hit it off, we spent the next 6 days chatting online, texting, phone calls.
we became very close, I kept looking at my phone just to see your name come up on it, one night we finally discussed our blossoming friendship, but it wasn’t a friendship; it was never a friendship! We decided that we would go out on a date the following week, but decided to make our relationship official before ever being on a date. it just felt right.
things went great, we got on so well, we were alike in many ways, even finishing a number of sentences for each other, but we also had our own unique interests, mine were politics and animals, yours were computers and games. after two months we said those amazing three words, but to us words are meaningless, because i could see you loved me in your eyes, you never needed to say it.
it has been 11 months now, we are still together, still discovering new things about each other almost daily, you give me a feeling i’ve never had before, i had pretty much given up on love, and even though it’s only been a short time, we truly believe that we were destined to be together. you turned my life upside down, and i wouldn’t go back for any money in the world, our happiness is something i cherish.
sure we have a few arguements, but all couples do, in the end we always talk it out, skeptics might think me to be gullible and immature to say that i’m truly in love with someone at a rather young age, after such a short time but i am.
i never thought i’d find anyone, let alone someone who cares for me as much as i do for him, you treat me like royalty. i had given up, but you saved me.
i believe there is someone out there for all of us, my message to people is to let go of that person you would give anything for that wouldn’t do the same, because you’ll just hurt yourself. Let go, and the right person will come along, be that in 2 months, 2 years, or 20 years.
Jamie, I love you, thank you for savng me 🙂