Posted this around two years ago. :)
You’re first love is your true love. Love lasts; it doesn’t come and go and there are no in-betweens.
On July 20, 2010, we will be celebrating our 65th month together. That’s 5 years and 5 months.
We met and became good friends in high school. We were classmates during our freshman year. We didn’t really see love coming for we were real friends sharing stupid and embarrassing stuff. We were really good friends that it came to the point when I became confused on how and why he was treating me extra-special. I confronted him, asked him if he was courting me, and told him “I’m sorry, but this friendship’s too precious to risk.” He was half-furious and half-sad, but he remained silent. He continued being nice and being my best friend.
I thought I was sure that he was just a friend. I thought he stopped hoping. But I was wrong. I was wrong that he was just a friend, and luckily, I was also wrong that he stopped hoping. If you ask him, he would say it took him two years to actually build “us.” Two years of hoping and courting. (I didn’t know it was that long.)
Before we graduate from high school, we officially were together as a young couple. The cool thing is that our parents knew about it, and trusted us. But, this isn’t the happily ever after part yet.
We (fortunately) survived a four-year-long distance relationship during college. Everything was through text messages, long calls, and letters. Our time spent with each other was very limited. I only got to see him once a month, that’s when we were lucky.
I knew I was too young to say that what I was feeling then was more than infatuation. However, the feeling continuously grows. We have been nurturing it together. It wasn’t easy, but we were, and still are, each other’s strength.
I am happy that I never really lost my best friend. In fact, I’ve got my best friend, brother, and lover with me, all in one package. Now, all I know is that this is not thehappily ever after part yet, but we are so willing to find that for ourselves.