Chapter eight; Waiting for June 16th.

Pretty much from the moment I got home form Georgia, I knew It I’d be back with matthew the first opportunity I had. Matthew had just got a summer co op in North carolina and moved there in May and as soon as i knew it was okay for me to go, I booked my plane ticket. I leave on June 16 and I am so excited!

Being in a long distance relationship is not easy, that is for sure. It takes a lot of patience and trust on both sides to make it work. communication is key. Skype, Instant messaging and texting is important in insuring you know someone, especial if you met them online. Meet him felt right, because i had known him so long. If i had met him when i first met him, I would have been so much more scared. When i first saw him it felt like I had been with him forever. It was easy.

I have been so blessed with Matthew, He’s supportive and he understands me. We share the same out look on a lot of things and I am so excited that a situation so shitty in life brought me Matthew and all the special things that go along with him. For me our Long distance relationship has worked out perfectly. I get to know the future on top of having enough time to myself to worry about whats going on in school with minimal distractions. however I am not going to lie, There have been nights where I’ve stayed up all night worrying, Wondering if this is what I want forever, and Wishing I had more time with him. My relationship takes my feelings, throws them into a big pot and swirls them around.

I’ve had to go through the awkward telling my mom about him. She didn’t believe me at first and thought I was making him up. And I had to go through the even awkwarder meeting his mom and attempting to get her to like me. I know I have a lot of obstacles a head of me but Im ready to tackle them with Matthew by my side.

I also know Eventually it will come to that day when I need to move and I’m not looking forward to saying goodbye to my friends and family yet again for a more permeant time length but for matthew I’d do anything, and thats what being in love is all about, Sacrifices, and compromises to make any relationship work. I will never resent him for the decision though because I took the time, and i made it on my own. I was not forced by him to move, and I thought about the option of staying. I know in the long run it will be easier for me to move to him and I’ll be a lot happier getting away from the 15 months of winter.

Am i ready to get up and leave forever right now, Probably not, I’d rather have my foot in the door of my career before attempting to hold open two. But I know no matter what, Matthew will be there with open arms when I’m done and that’s why i love him so much. He’s my rock, My life and My best friend and without him I don’t know what I’d do anymore. It’s been almost 2 years of knowing him and I’ve changed so much. My life has moulded into his and I’ve become a better person because of it. People always say to me I must be rushing into it and we’re to young to know what we want and we won’t last. but I’ve told Matthew more about me than I’ve ever told anyone. He’s the one person I look forward to talking to all day and he keeps me going when life gets hard.

I love his little snarky comments on everything I say and the way he holds my hand for the sake of wanted to feel me near. He’s the only one I can imagine waking up next to in 30 years and he’s the only person I’ve ever loved at this deep of level.

I leave on Saturday to go see him. I will try my best to be patient through the 7 hours of travel a head of me because I know when I’m done, I’l get to run into the arms of the man I’ll some day call husband and life will fall back into place.

Chapter seven; the flight to Georgia

March 17th 2012 was the first time I ever saw Matthew in person. I had waited a year and a half to meet him from the first time i talked to him on World of Warcraft in August 2010. I flew from Vancouver, Canada to Chicago and Chicago to Savannah. It was the longest and most exhilarating flight I had ever take. On the flight from Chicago to Savanna I sat next to a couple with two children. The woman and I chatted and I had told her about how i met Matthew and how I’d never actually met him in person before that day. When we finally touched down I was so bouncy, I knew my boyfriend was in that airport and I would be seeing him in a matter of minutes. I ran through the small Savannah, Georgia airport and over 4000 kilometres or 2500 miles and 8 hours after take off from Vancouver, I finally met matthew.

As i was walking through the airport I looked over to my left and I saw him. It was the single most amazing thing i’ve ever seen. I walked over smiling ear to ear and sat down. We stared at each other for a while before i threw my arms around him and we got up to go get my luggage Of course my luggage was super late, so we sat and talked for a while. I told him about the lady on the plane and we both where obviously extremely excited to be with each other.

After we left the airport we drove back to my hotel to drop off my stuff before we wen’t to go meet his parents. That was probably the most scared i’ve even been to meet someones parents in my entire life. So we left the airport to go drop off my stuff, It was a good 20 minute drive and on the way I called my mom so she knew I was okay and Matthew hadn’t killed me. After dropping my stuff of we left to his house. I was so Nervous to meet the woman who had hatted me for so long without knowing me. When I walked into his house his dad stood up to greet me. It was already midnight and I could tell they where tired. I was surprised to find that they did actually stay up and we watched a movie. The whole time It was rather awkward, having just met Matthew and then being thrown into a room with him parents. His mom would hardy look at me but his dad seemed really nice. it was already 3 am when he drove me back to my hotel and I was excited to see what the next day had in store.

I woke up around 9. Rather early for me because i was 3 hours behind in time since flying in from the west coast but I was super excited to see Matthew again. He picked me up and we went back to his house, we talked and played video games and I chatted with him parent and his mom started to warm up to me. It took pretty much the whole time i was there to get her to like me. I could tell by the looks she would shoot from across the room sometimes, but I was prepared for that sort of think anyway and it didn’t bother me, much.

The next week I was in Georgia it was the most magical time i’ve every had. I had my first spring break out side of Canada and I was on cloud nine in love with my spectacular boyfriend. On tuesday  and Thursday I wen’t to school with Matthew, He only had an hour of class so I stayed in the cafeteria an played on the computer until he came and got me. I tell you, some of the people in that cafeteria made me question what the fuck was going on. I saw girls eating and entire Ben and Jerry’s ice cream container for breakfast, boys who hit on anything that moved, and a Girl with a cat talk so long it was dragging behind her.  Let’s just say when Matthew returned form class i was more then happy to get out of there.

By Thursday I was already getting upset about leaving on Sunday,When i Got back to my hotel I had to call my mom and she was all concerned seeing me crying. She thought something had gone wrong and I wanted to leave already or I hated him or whatever. I told her I didn’t want to leave and she gave me the whole education speech and blah blah blah. I wen’t to bed and woke up a bit better and was ready to start the Day with my Matthew.

On Friday we went to the beach with his mom. At this post in the week is was obvious his mom had warmed up to me and It was not anywhere near as awkward as the first day. Of course being white as a ghost I got a pretty bad sunburn, but not entirely from the beach, mostly it was from the drive to the beach…

After that we went back to his house. Matthew could tell I was upset and I didn’t wanna leave. We where in his room and I was tearing when he kissed me, got up and went to his closet telling me he had something he wanted to give me. He came back with his high school graduation ring and slid it onto my finger. I smiled and kissed him and I haven’t taken it off for more than half an hour since.

On Saturday I checked out of my Hotel early and spent the night at Matthew house. I was leaving early the next morning and it was easier to leave from his house then for him to pick me up. Matthew fell asleep rather early that night and I was left up in the spare bedroom thinking about the day to follow. Of course I was upset and by the means wanted to leave.

The next Morning i woke up still upset about leaving. I got up and went to Matthews room to wake up him. I leaned over him and kissed him awake. He could tell I wasn’t to happy that It was sunday already and I could tell he wasn’t either. So we got ready and It was time to leave for the airport. His dad gave me a Hug and wished me a safe flight and I told them I’d see them again soon. Just as I was about to get into the truck his mom came outside and gave me a hug too.

On the way to the airport no surprise i was balling. Matthew was at a loss and Didn’t really know what to do. We got to the airport and I checked in and we wen’t to go get some Starbucks. We sat and ate for the remaining hour I had to wait, checked out the gift store and the arcade, then it was time for me to go through security. I was crying so hard that I didn’t even know what to do with myself. Matthew kissed me goodbye and I walked through security and straight onto the plane. The moment I sat down It was straight water works all the way to my first stop over in Washington holding on the Matthews ring the entire time.

The first night home was hard. I called him when I got home and He had obviously been crying for a while. This of course started me crying and we became a big mess of tears. But It was that moment I knew, sitting on Skype watching my Boyfriend cry, that we’d make it though the distance, and we’d see the say with it was no longer an obstacle, but a memory.

Chapter six; Falling in love all over again

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I officially started dating Matthew on December 8th 2011 after a crazy 15 months of knowing him since meeting him in on World of warcraft in Auguest 2010. In those 15 months we where obviously faced with the difficulties of attempting to start a relationship with someone you had never met in person before and the disapproval of people around us. This was especially apparent in his mothers views towards me. At the time of meeting Matthew I was only 16. He was just shy of being 19 and his mother felt it wasn’t appropriate for him to be involved with a 16 year old. This of course put a lot of stress on our relationship throughout everything and is a big factor in our breaks.

Our first break Happened in December 2010 because matthew wasn’t sure if he wanted the whole Long distance thing and was thinking about pursuing other girls closer to him. I understood what he was saying and we agreed to still stay “friends”. At the time i wasn’t sad. I knew our relationship wasn’t over and we’d eventually pick it back up.

It was about February when we started talking again. It was nothing serious but I was just nice to talk to him again. By March I had my feelings back and was opening up to him again. We talked and skyped and I was falling for him again when May happened.It’s a rather complicated story so If you haven’t read Chapter 5; Absence makes the hear grow fonder, I’d check it out. Anyways, after May, I was crushed. I Tried desperately to move on and just couldn’t find myself letting him go. Throughout Summer 2011, we talked lightly but he would always tell me thing I really did NOT want to hear. I was rather irritated and tried to shut him out but somehow he kept finding his way back to me. I remember finding this quote at the time “If someone really loves you, they won’t let you slip away no matter how big the situation is” and thats what I linked it to.

Around My birthday in November I starting talking to him again on my terms. I was happy that I had Finally turned 18 and could attempt our relationship with no objections biased on my age. Throughout November we talked and flirted and did all the cute type stuff i was so used to doing with Matthew when on December 3ed he asked me “You where so set on staying in canada, what changed” I told him I couldn’t see myself with anyone else and I’d leave everything if i had to just to be with him. Of course this got to him and for the first time in over a year Matthew told me he was in love with me. I was thrilled because throughout our entire 15 month crazy relationship I had not stopped loving him for even a second.

On a Skype call on December 8th Matthew had officially asked me to be his girlfriend. At this point I was ecstatic. I had been waiting as patiently as i could have for 15 months for him to official ask me that. That night he had ended up leaving Skype running the whole night and we had fallen asleep together. To this day we still do that and its a big factor in making it feel like we’re closer to each other than we actually are. It insures that was talk, if only briefly before he sleeps, every day.

now that I was officially his girlfriend, I knew it was time to get my butt in gear and Get a plane ticket to go see him. I had talked to my mom about giving me money to go see him on spring break. She was a little hesitant at first, because sending your child off to another country to meet some boy they met on the internet, what parent wouldn’t be, but she agreed. I had told her about Matthew from the time i knew we would end up going somewhere so this wasn’t a totally new concept to her and she knew it would happen eventually.
For christmas i got my check. It was the most amazing feeling to know I now had the resources to finally go see Matthew. I booked my tickets in January and watching the days up to March slowly fly by. I had my second quarter Graphic design classes to deal with but It was still a rather dry wait. however, once it arrive it was well worth the wait. but… thats another chapter.

Chapter five; Absence makes the heart grow fonder

It was night before my provincial skills competition. I had logged on Facebook and was reading my feed when I got the famous message, “We need to talk..”. Of course after this I knew what has going to happen. I was bracing myself but of course nothing can prepare you for that blow. He went on to tell me about another girl, a girl closer to him and a girl he was interested in continuing to see. He was insanely apologetic, and I could tell it had hurt him that he had hurt me. I really didn’t know what to do. I was upset and hurt but i really didn’t want to let him go. He told me if was for the best for me to let him do his own thing for a while and see what happened latter. I wished him the best and told him i’d be there for him whatever happened. I was hurting and I knew it wasn’t going to be an easy break. We said we’d stay ‘friends’ even though we never truly knew how to be ‘just friends’ and I went to bed in tears.

That night I laid in bed thinking to myself what I had done wrong and what I could have done differently to change it. I knew nothing I could have said or done would have stopped the inevitable. So I fell asleep and woke up nice and early to get to school with my bags and getting ready of my day of travel to provincials.

When I got to school my friends where waiting to hug me and tell me it was going to be okay, I knew it would and I thanked them before getting on the bus for the  hour ride to the capital of Alberta. I was quite on the ride with my Ipod and my thoughts blaring. I knew it was time to get into the competition mode that I had been working on for the past 3 months. I fed my heart a chocolate frappuccino from star bucks and signed it with the rest of my school mates at the competition. The next few days flew by. I worked my competition and ruted on the rest of my friends afterwards. After all was said and done I came in 4th and went home satisfied that I was out of my funk and had my mind cleared.

A few days after returning home, Matthew began messaging me again. I wasn’t entirely sure why or what was causing it but he asked how I was doing and I was rather cold about it because I desperately wanted to hate him. Eventually he went on throughout the weeks to tell me about the girl he was seeing and even went on to tell me things I really wish he didn’t. I was rather cruel about it, wanting everything to work out in my favor and did not wish his new relationship well.

Our talking continued throughout the summer on an extremely minimalistic scale. We kept in touch but it wasn’t the same. He told me his relationship with this girl did eventually fail, and he was crushed. I didn’t want to tell him I had told him so but… I did tell him so. Matthew wen’t into a mode of depressed longing for companionship and I got by by trying to deflect him. I knew we’d end up back together but I wan’t to see how long it would take for me to heal. Around early September was when my feeling really started to grow again. I had healed from the heartache enough to see that he was all I wanted and I felt like it was the right time to start again. I didn’t want to jump into anything so I started off trying to be his friend. I wished him a Happy 20th birthday and we would talk about school and me getting ready to move even farther away from him and the new time zone and really everything friends talk about. I knew it was getting close to my 18th birthday and I was excited to start out relation back up for real.

In November I started heating up our messages again. I told him that I knew we’d end up together, maybe not forever, but I knew we’d need to meet for me to either come to closure or happily ever after. I turned 18 and we began talking A lot. I was so happy to have Matthew back and I was happy. I started thinking about when I’d get down to Georgia to meet him and how I would get the money. We would talk about it and I told him If got there I’d need a definite decision on if we’d be official or not. He told me that as long as I got to him for even a week we’d be okay and make it though anything. We kept talking and one day he asked me after I said I’d move to him if i had to about me telling me I would want him to move to canada. I told him that after all this time without him I knew there was no one else I would rather be with and I’d do anything for him. This was the first time in over a year that Matthew told me he loved me. I was thrilled and of course I replied with “I’ve always loved you”.

On December 8th, 2011, Matthew asked me offically to be his girlfriend. Of course since you’re reading this I said yes. I think our story is just proof that all relationships have ups and downs and that truly strong connections can be made without ever physically meeting someone in person. I did doubt our happily ever after durring our break and I tried for the sake our my own sanity or push him away but he kept coming back. All the things I love about him made it clear we would be okay and that’s why i took him back. After all even the way be told me about the other girl made me love him even more. He’s honest and sincere and I know that he will never do that to me again because he is the most faithful person I’ve ever met.

Chapter four; Calm before the storm

After he told me things weren’t working for him with the whole distance thing, I accepted it and went on living my life. I knew things weren’t really over for good and he just needed a little time. A few months passed before we began talking again.  It was the beginning of February, and the valentines day blues had obviously sunk in to Matthew. It was all innocent, but of course I still had my feelings towards him. February I call the month of innocence. We talked but nothing heavy, it was cute, it was fun, and it was light. March however, that’s a different story. Things started picking up, my feelings took full swing and I was hooked back onto my American. Only he didn’t exactly feel the same.

Now there’s no doubt in my mind that Matthew has loved me as long as I’ve loved him but the intensity of that love I’ve questioned. Throughout March, April and may 2011, I made very clear of my strong feelings towards Matthew. This I’m sure made him feel good. At the time, he was very sad and felt very much alone. I was sad that he couldn’t love himself the way that I loved him. I’ll tell him I love him any chance I had and he would almost never tell me the same. However, being the love fool I am I didn’t want to question it in fear of the truth I enviably saw coming.It was at the point where he world tell me to tell him I love him. I could tell he was wandering through the ‘what if’ factor of our relationship. What if there’s someone else out there, what if this isn’t forever. Of course also, being the 19 year old he was Im not entirely sure what was running through his mind but im almost positive it was something along the lines of spending the rest of his life with only me. Of course if I would have let myself, I would have seen what would come next. But i was so stuck in my own head of not wanting to see it that I had made a wall around the thought of it and thats what hurt me even more.

It was early June, Matthew was going into final exams and I was getting ready for a competition, we weren’t talking much and I was trying not to worry about it. I knew something was wrong but I didn’t want to know.. It was the day before my competition when he told me.. It was the day before I left the city for my provincials, it was the most perfectly imperfect timing to tell me.

Matthew has this way of getting into my head. Since day one he’s been the focal point of my brain. Try as I may he’s in everything I do. I’m thankful however because he’s made me a better person. Since meeting him my drinking has diminished into that of nothingness and my beliefs have become more in stone. My faith in everything has been boosted and I feel as if a pair of wings has enlightened me.

Even the people who give you the winds to fly need to break then and send you crashing a bit, no ones perfect and sometimes people can’t see the good in front of them. Love is a beautiful thing. To love is great, to be loved is greater. But nothing in the world compares to the the feeling of being loved by the person you love.

Chapter three; Getting to know the American

Because I met matthew durring mid/end August, the summer was pretty much already over. He started back to school within a couple weeks. We kept talking and flirting and where getting to know each other. I told him about my past relationships, about my dad’s death and about my moms retarded choices. I learned a little bit about his schooling, his family and how he moved a lot when he was a kid. As we talked we realized in a lot of ways we where very similar. We continued to play World of Warcraft together but as I began my senior year of high school we played quite a bit less.

Due to the fact that I’m Canadian and he is American we can’t flat out text each other without it costing an arm and a leg, and this is where i am thankful for technology. We used Facebook mobile texts as our texting service because at the time neither of us had a smart phone. It worked okay for being free but was extremely temperamental and half the time did not send. Of course when we’d call each other we’rd use Skype and it to this day has been the saving grace of our relationship. The video calling system makes the person you love feel a lot closers even when thousands of miles stand in your way.

Our messages where that of cute smiles and hearts. we’d tell each other hw excited we where to have met each other in such a weird way. It all happened so fast I’d retell the whole story to him and he’d be happy. At this point I knew we would be in each others lives for a long time. The rest of our conversations involved us finally meeting. Being 16 at the time and needing parental consent and proof of my fathers to leave the leave the country I found it to be to complicated to get up and go down to Georgia. It was hard not knowing when I could actually meet this boy. I knew It wouldn’t be till I was at least 18 and that was a hard thing to accept being a teenager and wanting the whole world at your disposal. Eventually  this is what lead us to our first break.

It didn’t happen till December, and I didn’t hurt me that bad. I didn’t cry, I just accepted it. I knew it wouldn’t be over for good, I knew we’d get back together and be just as happy as before… But i knew he needed some time and space to be himself and test the waters. I knew we’d be together for the rest of our lives for I set him free. I set him free because I knew my butterfly would come back to me someday, I just needed patience and time.

Chapter two; The prelude

Back in 2008 my father passed away; It was a devastating time for me. It was September, the first weekend after starting the beginning of my high school career, and I had made plans with him the night before to do some school shopping. I was sitting in my room at around 10am playing the online game, Disneys Toon Town, that I had been playing for about 3 years at the time, when my mom came rushing into my room in a panic. I immediately stood up and thought something was wrong with her. She kept telling me to “call 9-1-1, call 9-1-1″ With no context i was about to go wake me dad up to see what was wrong with mom. Then she said it.. “He’s gone..” at first I couldn’t wrap my head around it, I stood and stared at her for few seconds until I saw it in her eyes that my father had passed away.

I fell to the floor as soon as my mom left to call 9-1-1. I sat on my bedroom floor crying until the paramedics removed my fathers lifeless body from the house and my family began to arrive. The police wanted me to leave my room and be with my mother in the living room but i refused to let them tell me what to do and my mother finally told them to leave me alone and that i’d be fine.

The rest of the weekend went by in a blur. Monday came and I decided it was best for me to go to school. I arrived and slummed my way though the day knowing I wouldn’t be back for the rest of the week. The rest of September was hell, my mom ended up booking me a flight to join her on her business trip so i wouldn’t need to be home alone and my family was distraught over my fathers passing.

It was first day of 2009 when things started changing. I had woken up at home when I went to go use the washroom. I looked down the hallway to the living room and saw a strange man sleeping on my sofa.. I ran straight back into my room. My friend who had slept over went out to see what was happening. She too, ran back into my room confused. I then marched down the hall to my moms bed room to ask what on earth was sleeping in my living room. She said it was some man she met at the bar named Ian. I was furious that she had already brought a man home after my father has passes away just 3 mouths before.

for a little while, everything was okay. then February rolled around. I had just entered the dating world and had my first official boyfriend. I was happy, so my mom thought it would be a good time for her to enter back into the dating world herself. At first I was preoccupied with my own relationship to worry about her. however, that relationship quickly ended and I was left to look at the mess my mom had built herself.

I was super upset that my mom could even thing about dating again.. and I was super against her having a boyfriend so life at home went down hill quickly. throughout the next few months tentions between me and my mom grew greatly.

After not wanting to continue back on my toon town game I decide to look for a new game to play. After googling it at the end of summer 2009 i found World of Warcraft. I bagan playing and reliving the stress of my home life on boars and other random things.

After finishing my junior year of high school I met matthew in August 2010 on World of Warcraft and all the bad that led me to the point of meting him made everything worth it.

Chapter one; The young fall quickly

It was a day like any other, August 11, 2010. I had woken up and stumbled my way across my room to my computer. After checking Facebook, I quickly became bored and logged into my World of Warcraft account. Already having a max toon sitting around, and not being too overly interested in the max level content, I decided to start a new character. I levelled my new character 5 levels and decided to pop over to my main max level toon and send over some heirlooms to make the levelling process go a bit faster. I logged in and was heading for the mailbox to send them over when I looked in my guild chat box and found a message asking if I wanted to run a heroic dungeon. Normally I would say no thank you and carry about my business, but today I felt like I needed to go. We ran one, and another, called it a day, then said goodbye. Little did I know, I had just met the love of my life.

A few days after the day of the dungeons, I logged back on to my World of Warcraft account. Almost instantly I got a private whisper telling me to set up and join in the ventrilo conversation. I looked it up and found ventrilo is a push to talk program, commonly used guilds or groups of people playing games together. I logged in and joined the conversation. Two people where in the group, each named the title of their characters. I heard one voice, the voice on a deep southern man greeting me and I replied with a friendly hello. After this I heard it. The most amazing voice I have ever heard saying, “Oh, so you are a girl!”. Instantly I giggled. Something told me at that moment that I was going to like this program very much.

A few days after logging in on ventrilo and flirting with the boy with the amazing voice, that at this point I referred to as bladeheart, he declared he would add me on Facebook. A little hesitant in seeing the face behind the voice, I agreed, but I told him he’d need to guess my name first. The first thing he asked me was Leia, Because my character name is Theokleia. I told him no, and he went on guessing for a good 15 mins. Finally I gave him a little hunt. Though my Name was not Leia.. Theo did have something to do with it. I told him to google Theophania and what names derived from it. Quickly he came up with Tiffany. I smiled and told him he was correct and then he told me it was beautiful. I went on to give him the rest of my name and he quickly found me. I heard a “Woww…” come out of my speakers and asked him what? He replied that he didn’t expect to see what he saw, that girls who look like me don’t play World of Warcraft. I was flattered that he thought I was pretty, but I was scared to see his face. I saw I had a friend request and was about to find out the name, age, location and face of the boy I’d been flirting with for the past week. I went in and opened my notification… I was relieved that he was actually rather cute. Matthew. 18. Georgia. I finally could put context to the voice I heard coming though my speakers.

After that, we continued flirting even more. I told him about Skype and helped him set it up. We video chatted all the time. Logging into ventrilo to talk with other people we met in game. We ran dungeons and talked and started to get to know each other. Ten days from the first time I ran a dungeon with him, seven from the time I first heard his voice, two days after i first say his face, I knew I was quickly falling for my future husband. I can’t explain it, and I really can’t pin a name on it, but as soon as I heard that voice in ventrilo, I knew It was not a coincidence I agreed to run that dungeon. Some may call it fait, some may call it destiny, some just pure luck. As for me, I dont know what to call it, but I’m beyond thankful, because every night before he goes to sleep, I now get to hear my tired boyfriend whisper to me, “I love you”.

Here is to a relationship stronger than the distance

I’ve been in love with the same boy from almost two years now. I fell fast and I fell hard. Just like any other hopeless romantic out there, within the first week or two, I was hooked. The only difference between me and all the other girls, is that I didn’t met my boy face to face until a year and a half into everything. I’m in what you call a long-distance relationship or LDR for short. I live in Vancouver, Canada but my heart lies in the state of Georgia. The first year of our relationship wasn’t exactly perfect. When we met his parents did not approve of me because I was only sixteen. I waited and waited, holding my heart out to him and got hurt a few times in the process. Looking back at that year, I’m glad I waited and im even glad I got hurt. It shows that he’s a real person and makes mistakes and I am strong enough to bounce back in even the most tragic of times. After all, I’m aware that you need to whither the storm if you ever are looking to see a rainbow. The past four months in particular have been beyond amazing. I finally turned eighteen in November, I’ve gained official girlfriend status and spent the most amazing spring break with the love of my life. Since returning to Canada from my spring break in the states, I’ve watched my relationship flourish in ways I never imagined posible. Our emotional connection has grown even stronger with the reassurance that our physical one is heavenly-sent beautiful. The moment I looked into his eyes I knew this was a forever sort of thing. I have never seen so much love, adoration and pure compassion in the eyes of someone like that before. I could read all that from a single glance from that moment I was sure that we would survive the next year I’m in school and what ever else life throws in our path. I’m in love with a boy I met on the internet, I’m in love with my future.