Tell me about the love of your life

whether or not they are still in your presence.
Ok here's mine.
When we met it was at a college graduation party for a mutual friend. We talked to each other all night. From that night on there was not a day that we were apart. Being with him was the most natural thing I have ever experianced. Our best times were going to concerts together, road trips to random places on the spur of the moment, being fucked up together...even that was beautiful if you can believe it. After 6 months we officially moved in together. What could be more perfect? Well, one year goes by and we are still together and happy. The next two years would be somewhat of a struggle. My drug addiction got worse while his went to non exsistent. He was seeing things in a different light, I was still in the dark. He was different and we were different. He resented me, and I desperetley needed him because of the things I was going through. He stayed around untill I guess he just couldnt take it anymore, take care of me anymore, and through all the trials and tribulation he fell out love with me. 3 years would be our end. And I still love him very much. Well, I love our beginning.....the rest of it puts me at peace with the fact that he loves someone else now (they will probably marry). But the regrets I have about my actions will haunt me for a long time. He is the love of my life.
Tell me the story about yours.

 

Damn I really hate that things didn't work out for you. I can see how people using addictive drugs can cause problems in their relationship. Its not quite the same but it caused real problems for me and my mother's relationship.

I met this entire group of people through a friend who were almost all addicted to Oxycontin and/or Morphine. Most of these kids were younger, like 19-23 and they bore it pretty well considering how many times they might die and have to be resesitated. Come to find out my mother was also doing this without me even knowing. I always thought she was on xanax or something with her mouth hanging open and all but all the while she was boosting Morphine. One day she got into some fentanyl and nearly killed herself and I had to give her CPR and thought she was dead and had begun to just accept that but fortunately the medics were able to revive her. I was SO mad at her for so long but she was all "I'm through with I swear"...bla bla bla , and then she would be right back at it.

Its real hard for me to forgive her and I'm not sure when I will but I'm trying hard.

I'm sorry. I know thats not the topic of the thread and I see that I got a little carried away.

 

I've had so many bad relationships. Right now I'm in a new one but I can tell hes special already. Hes one of those people where I just was instantly comforble with and by the end of the first day we met we'd be thinking the same thoughts... finishing each others sentances. Hes different in everyway. Hes sweet, hes kind, hes considerate. I hope he stays!

 

I gotta make this short....I'm tired



I met him in 8th grade. He was poor, dressed horrible, and constantly needed a hair cut. But he was so cute!!! And he had a major crush on me. My boyfriend was the cutest guy in the 10th grade (now he's a fucking millionaire*bangs head on desk*) and I just couldn't leave him for this little boy that was my age and did not even have the "coolest" clothes. HEY, it was middle school. Anyhoo, I kept him around because he was so much fun. We stayed "friends". He used to give me lollipops everyday at lunch. *giggles* Later on, I found out that he was supposed to be selling them for some club he was in. Instead, he was stealing them and giving them to me. LOL
I moved away and came back when I was 16. I saw him for the first time on a Friday after I came back. He had shot up to 6 foot 3 and what was once "cute" had turned into "damn fine". He had a girlfriend then. That saturday, I did some conniving so our paths would cross. We walked and talked for hours, until 3am. Sunday morning, he came to my house and told me that he had broken up with his girlfriend. I've loved him ever since that day.

Now, we have 2 girls together. Our oldest is 9 and our youngest is 6. I tried to love him enuff that the stuff his parents did to him wouldn't matter. Some things people have to figure out on their own. Despite my constant pleadings, he chose to be part of the drug world. Now he is serving 6 years in federal prison. He has a year to go and I hope he has learned something......cause I miss him. I have been trying to fill the void he left in my life and my heart....hasn't worked.

There is only room for him

 

I met the love of my life almost four years ago. I fell in love with him almost immediately. He's the most beautiful person I've ever met. He has an amazing personality. He's very intelligent, he's funny and we share the same kind of sense of humour, which is awesome. He has a good heart, he's very caring and loving and he's a perfect gentleman. He's very laid back and so much fun to be with. He looks gorgeous and he has the most beautiful eyes...

He's like my soulmate. We connect on so many levels it's almost scary. He knows exactly how I'm feeling only by looking at me in the eyes.
He's my best friend. We can talk about everything and nothing. We have so much fun together, even if we're not doing anything special.
He's the love of my life.
We were together for almost three years. Right now... he's living on the opposite side of the world from me. We both have our own lives and dreams we want to follow and for now... it's just too hard for us to be together.
I dunno what's going to happen in the future. I dunno if we're ever gonna be together anymore... But I do know that I will always love him more than anyone else and I know that he'll always love me. It's hard, not being able to be together, but life has to go on...

 

It'd take too much to write about him. All I can say is that he's the greatest guy I've ever met. He's my best friend, my love...he's my entire life and I love him madly...

 

hmmm the love of my life....

When I first saw her, I thoght she was stuck up for some reason. And this guy always was following her around. I couldn't deny that she was beautful, I was just uninterested. Untill the guy that followed her around, ended up being in my class. This was a new school for me so I didn't have much friends. I decided to talk to him. He told me was dating her and what not so I decided to forget about her.....untill

The next semester, that girl was in my math class. I finally got the courage to talk to her. Turned out, she never dated that guy at all. HAHA! So we began to talk, but she said she couldn't date me because her parents wouldn't want her to date black guys. I thought she was just giving an excuse for not wanting to be with me, so I forgot about her again and dated another girl for a year.

Last december, walking through the mall I spotted her again. I was still dating the same girl, but there's not anything wrong with talking to an old friend. She then invited me and my friends to go see a movie which I was kind of hesitant about but I decided to go. Nothing really happened.

The next day, she IMed me. She saw my screen name on my Sidekick, and I don't know how she remembered it. Oh well...we agreed to stay friend while I was in this other relationship. Needless to say, my girlfriend did get jealous and decided to break up with me. I was free.

So me and this girl secretly met each other all over the place. We agreed to no let things get carried away because she didn't want to have feelings for someone she couldn't be with, and I wanted the same. Well, that agreement didn't last long. We fell madly in love with each other. This only meant more hiding, more lying to parents, more sneaking around. So we decided to make another agreement. That is, we were allowed to date others even though we were still together. There was jealousy sometimes, but I quickly got over it to see that she was happy with the way things are.

My parents love her. I've met her mom, but not on a "hey meet my mom " basis. It was more like "hey boy, why are you at my daughter's piano recital?" I still love this girl no matter what. If things get anymore serious, she will probably tell her parents, and I don't even want to thing about what will happen.
She went to college in a city about 80 miles from here. We still stay in contact through text messages and AIM everyday practically whenever we aren't asleep. She sees me every weekend or so now. My parents are becoming not to fond of this situation anymore. They think it's becoming dangerous, which it probably will for me if her family finds out. But I don't care really. As long as I get to see her! We still date other people as well. Oh and she just joined THESE FORUMS less than a week ago.

 

Having a failed marriage behind me, I thought I'd missed the love of my life, but I'm very happy to say I was wrong!!!

I met K at a club last Sept. and knew straight away that this was going to be different. I'm a great believer in fate, and following my instinct so I gave him my number when he asked. We had a fantastic date, but I was scared by my feelings for him so soon. I was only out of the marriage for 6 months, and it was a little overwhelming. We stayed friends, I was seeing someone else, then he met someone else, so it looked as though I'd missed my chance, but I always had this feeling that we'd get together when it was right.

We got together in March, and he truly is the love of my life, we were so meant to be together. We now live together, and I can't see us being apart now. I can't believe how strong my feelings are for him, still find it a bit scary sometimes tbh, but it's great.

Ah, I love a happy ending!

 

still waiting for mine

hehe well, I have this really good friend Matthew, who knows, he may one day be..hahah, yeah, he will be runnin for the hills

 

i havent met the love of my life yet.

 

It was 2 years ago and I was going through a horrible time in my life. I was dealing with drug addiction (speed and ex) when we met. He was just getting over a cocaine addiction and had a girlfriend. They seemed to be so in love but then they broke up. That's when he expressed that he liked me a lot but I didn't feel the same. I started dating his roommate and he gave up on relationships. As soon as my boyfriend and I broke up we were hanging out all the time. I don't know, we just had this connection with each other. We had so much fun together and we felt so comfortable with each other. We were soon best friends and were inseperable. I never thought about him being my soulmate, he was just my best friend.

Then all of a sudden he wasn't talking to me or anything and it hurt really bad. Come to find out he was sleeping with a girl and blah blah blah. He just got wrapped up in her. After things ended for them he came to stay with me and he apologized to me for blowing me off. I couldn't help but forgive him. I realized I was in love with him. Before I could tell him he was back with this girl and they were living together. I freaked out and told him how I felt, but he told me he had made a decision that wasn't going to change for a while. I didn't understand and it hurt me so much.

I was finally over it and moving on when he was back at my doorstep (surprise surprise). I had planned on only being there for him as a friend, but nothing in my life ever goes as planned and today we are so in love. We both believe we're soulmates. I love him so much I can't even explain it. I love everything about him. I believe that everything happens for a reason even if I can't explain it. I know we'll be married someday and I know we'll have kids together. Since nothing in life is guarateed I can't say we'll be together always, although I hope we will be. That's my story...

 

She

She is everything to me, and nothing. She is the source of all of my happiness, because I exist for her happiness. She causes me pain, because she is not always there when I need her, but she has her reason. She lives her life, and I live mine. My life is for her, but it can't always be mutual. I understand. I am still always there, and always waiting. I always will be. She is beautiful and smart. Her eyes are bottomless vortexes of light and love that reflect the essence of her soul. Her body is a temple of passion, pleasure, comfort, shelter; a warm comforting haven that keeps me safe in the night. Her mind is a vast pool of all the right words said at all the right times. She is not perfect, but she is perfect for me, for she makes me happy and gives me a greater purpose than anything else I have ever found, for without her, I would be as lost as I was before I found her. I love her. I would do anything for her.

 

His name's Liam, he's four, and he ROCKS!!!

 

m only 14 so you can't really call it 'life', but here it goes,Ready for a looooong story?OK! * inhales deeply *:

Okay, so there was this guy who I had a crush on him for 1.5 years (man that's long, and I still think of him every now and then), it was 7th and 8th grade.

Now here's the deal:

me- shy (didn't talk with ANYONE until I was in 8th grade and got two friends, NOBODY knew I existed),8th/7th grade, ugly ( until the end of 8th grade, after that I became more and more beautiful.MAN,I'm full of myself now),fat (begining of 7th, BMI=136.End of 8th=125,Now=123.4,yes I lost a lot of weight).And I always had misleading and unplessent rumors hanging on me.

him-6th/7th, goood looking (Asian/American hybrid O.O"), outgoing,and...The principle's son (Now THAT WAS STRANGE), highly intelligent, and a class clown. (DAMN I WAS SO IN LOVE WITH HIM!!!!!!)

tch, yeah pretty screwed up if you ask me.No chance in 7th grade, slim chance by the end of ´8th grade.

I watched him alot, but I only talked to him in chess club ( he always beat me -.-'').I Flirted with him TWICE ( 8th grade of coarse), both starting with my artwork, he always called his pals saying "look what Claudia (MY NAME SHALL BE REVEALED!!!!) drew.!"So I had like 6 people around me (being shy that was a treat) they left after awhile , and I was all alone with HIM!! So we started talking with each other, me blushing hystarically. Of coarse those two wonderful times were ruined because I was getting picked up (Dammit!). He always seemed to ignore me afterwards (the jerk...).Once in PE the teacher, out of nowhere, called out Claudia(MUAHAHAHA!!) and (his name shall not be revieled), said we had to play tetherball against each other while everyone else got to do warmups ( WTF?!? I bet he knew....), So we did. Of coase, HE was being a cheater by choosing the side where the sun would shine against his back and right into my eyes, practically blinding me,

then calling out ' I SERVE!' (>.>), yeah he beat me in a PHYSICAL excercise with WITT (>.<, he was physically weak too....).

Yeah so he ignored my existance the next half a year....On the last middle school field trip to the chehuly(sp?) museum (now it gets intersting) one day after valentines,in the bus, I got 2 paperballs thrown at me, I opened one, it didn't say anything. I thought a girl who hated me (name not revieled), and always blamed everything on me, spread rumors about me,etc.(Since I was basically defensless due to shyness) threw it at me. Later >he< was sitting behind me. He looked at the seconed paperball that I stuffed between the 'empty' seat next to me which I didn't bother reading. Here comes the part I remember best, my best memory:

Him: What's this?

Me: Oh...someone threw it at me probably ( the girl that can't stand me).......It doesn't really say anything (or so I thought...)

HIM: *ignores me, reaches for the paperball*

he unscrambled it.

Him:To Claudia.......................................*silence*

he rescrambles it, puts it back.

It then caught my attention, I read it:

" Have a happy valentines day!!!

to a beautiful flower

I

(a heart) ( a thing that looks like a pig with a heart over it's head,WTF...)

U

your secret, admiror.....?"

I was surprised I threw it at my 'only' friend."I do not believe this letter!'', she then smiled. The principle ( >his< mother ), had some sort of smile on her face, eventhough

she didn't even see it (...). The interesting thing is HE said ''to Claudia" eventhough IT didn't say to Claudia.....now I'm interested.

On the way home, I told the principle (she was sitting next to me...) that my birthday was 2 days ago, she sid "well, happy birthday!", THE IDIOT (HE) popped out of the back" who's birthday?""Claudia""Oh, really happy birthday", I got attention from him the rest of the day.

Yes,I'm almost done!!

The last day of school ( the day I wanted to reveal my feelings), he wasn't there. So now he STILL doesn't know my true feelings.

IF THIS IS YOU, YOU NOW KNOW! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU MAN! WITH ALL MY HEART!!!!!



The next time I go to sanibel island, if I see him, I'll tell him that I liked him ( If he's on the beach at that time, yeah he lives there ), of coarse, I lost a bunch of weight and he probably won't remember me XO, Yeah.......my life sucks.....

 

~Wow~ such wonderful replys and great storys! I had a wonderful time reading all that
sprout- sorry to hear about the situation with your mom. I cant imagine how that must be......only my very best friend rigs morphine on a daily basis as well and just about everyone has given up on her. I understand her situation having been there at one time, so I'm there to do all I can for her, but it's a hugely serious thing and a hard thing to deal with when someone you love is in such a situation......Im not comparing my best friend to your mom...Im sure that's hard on a totally different level.....but I wish you all the best in the world.
Michael....that was some good poetry whether you meant it as such or not. Same goes to you mebesideme!
Kilgore Trout....your little boy is BEAUtiful!!!
Everyone's story's were so wonderful and different and I look foward to reading much more.........

 

Where should I mail my application?

 

the love of my life is my pearl masters MMX

 

The Love of my life-

I have had 2 -sometimes they seemed like they were the best-sometimes they seemed lower than shit-but I love them the same. I will tell u about 1.


I got a call while I was at a niteclub from a friend. She was going over to this guy's house for a blind date. She called me to come with her for safety reasons. She knew the guy more than likely had been drinking or partying but was not sure -so to keep her safe...I left the niteclub, I picked her up and rode over to his house with her.

We went over there and knocked on the door. When it opened I was surprised to find not 1 guy but 2. I was glad she called me because I wouldn't want her there by herself on a first date with 1 idiot-let alone 2....
The other reason I was glad she called me to go with her(and I wasn't sure) was because the other guy there was totally hot. And, we immediately had a few sparks upon glancing at each other. That guy turned out to be my forever love. We really hit it off that nite-exchanged numbers and kept in touch. Time went by and after he asked me a dozen times to visit him again-I finally did. I was at first scared of the strong attracton,common interests we had and everything else we shared.
Time went by and he asked me to travel with him to Europe. I declined and a few weeks later he left. I thought about him the whole time he was gone and communicated with him thru his family-(he was staying in youth hostiles,traveling,working and didn't have a strong babsis for contact)
I found out after 2 months of him living over there that he was coming back home. He came back and we got back together -stronger than ever-and became a couple. We spent weekends together(i worked during the week) and discovered ourselves within each other....things were good.

I do not want to tell a longer story than I have but- we fell out of communication because of his depression and addiction. There were too many other factors at work as well. However, despite the situation I love him unconditionally and care about him. I do believe that he is my Forever Love and that our story has not ended-only been suspended with time.

 

Well.. about 8 months ago me and my friend were walking up to our other friends apartment. the snow was melting so it was all muddy out, we had to walk this dirt road (mud road). we got some balloons off of some stop signs for something that was going on. i had these big kikpants on so i must have looked like a dork holding them up to my knees trying to walk on the road and holding a balloon. then this blue car drove by, and i couldnt stop staring at it. it wasnt the color or the make of it, but there was this line just stuck in my head "someones in there i need to meet" when they drove by i could hear them laughing at me. so i just smiled and waved. anyway the car parked not too far ahead of us at a building and me and my friend were holding hands to not fall in the mud.but my reason for holding her hand was a little different like "Yeah, iam like this too". but anyway, way later that night the same friend came by my window asking if she could bring someone in, i was like, who the helld you bring? and she said, oh this big tall girl, but shes all fucked up and needs a place to crash. so i let them in and damn the first time i saw her was so cool, my heart jumped three times and she flashed me a peace sign and i smiled so big. We started talking and got along quick, i took some ambiens and dont remember much except the next morning laying in bed with both of them(clothes on) and i remember seeing spiders on the cieling that werent there. she stayed the whole next day because she was stranded in town, we each had millions of dejavus, to this day we still have them alot. It turns out she was in that car and wanted to talk to me when she saw me. and since i got pregnant we stopped taking all drugs, and we're even thinking about not eating meat. we both think its meant to be, so much has happened......iam so thankful i have her... I LOVE THAT GIRL

 

Awww, I love talking about my favorite person.

I met him right around the time I was graduating high school. I was super shy, at a college party, nervous, and just felt like I didn't belong. It was at my friends house, and there were parties there all the time, so everyone was dancing and getting drunk in the living room. I was with my best friend, and we both didn't really have anyone to talk to since our friend that was throwing the party was super popular and talking to everyone. We went in the kitchen to get some hooch, and there were two guys taking up money and handing out cups. I was really drawn to one of them. He was chubby and had really long red hair, and I was happy to have finally met a hippie. We ended up staying in that kitchen all night talking to him. We all sat in the kitchen floor and talked. He talked a lot and I just listened and was so intrigued by everything he said. He talked about rainbow gatherings, and I was in awe. It ended up that he kinda liked my best friend after that and gave her his number at the end of the night. She didn't have returned feelings, and I was jealous because I did, but I didn't let anyone know.

A few days passed and we were bored one night, and I told her she should call him up and see what he was up to. She didn't want to because she felt shy around him because he had expressed interest in her. So I told her I would call him...which is something I would never do because I am too shy. But I called and his roomate said he was over at the house that the party had been thrown the night before, which was our friends house, so we just headed over there. I was still super shy around him, but I liked him still. He told us that he had a joint and asked if we wanted to smoke. Neither of us had ever smoked before, but we both wanted to, so we went in a room and smoked with him and 3 other people. I didn't even get high, but I felt like a different person, and I've always felt like he helped me to see who I really am.

After that, I didn't really see him much. Every now and then I would see him in town, but never got to talk to him much. He came into wal-mart where I was working and came through my line. I thought about him a lot for a while after that but still didn't see him much again for about a year. Last year, though, I was having a house warming party for the new house that me and two friends had just rented. I saw two of his friends in wal-mart that night, that I had sorta become friends with myself, and invited them to the party. When I got off work, he was at my house! We talked all night long. It was if we were the only ones at the party. We played with sparklers at the party, and two days after I went to his house, and he had bought me a pack of sparklers. After that, we hung out every day and then he asked me out about two weeks later, and I confessed that I've liked him ever since the day I met him. We went on our first date, and we have spent every day together ever since. I moved in with him about 6 months after we got together, and we just bought a house together that we are fixing up and making our own. I love him more than anything, and I can't imagine what life would be without him.

I could go on and on about my love forever, but I have already written so much, I doubt if anyone will even read this. haha