Tell me about the love of your life

wallflowergirl, you are SO lucky to have found a hippy who returnes your feelings! I congradulate you!

 

The love of my life's name is Andy and he's currently living in Scotland. We met a few months ago and have fallen completely in love. He makes me feel safe, warm, protected, happy, and most importantly, loved. He means everything to me and I can't wait for us to be together forever.


I love you Andy!

*kiss*

 

awh.. some of these stories r so sad and beautiful... ive not met my love... ive always seemd to be on both sides of unrequited ... hopes

theres one guy i met a few years ago.. but id just had a really bad time and wasnt strong enoigh to be with him... we both felt like we already knew each other.. but on a deeper spiritual level.. like from a past life.. and we had som beautiful moments of experience through this. ... we still keep in touch now and again as we both wander in opposite worlds, and met once again through 'coincidence'.. it was beautiful n i still felt a lot for him.. but the timing wasnt right again to stay.. now its been a year since and i kno we still in each others minds.. but im afraid.. that i like him more than him me .. and i really dont know how to communicate with him. .. he cant giv me what i need from him.. so its difficult.. it causes me pain .. but i dont think we are meant to be... we got in touch again recently.. but soon my olde troubles startd to come back.. i really dont need them in my life.. im kinda torn at the moment as to whether i need to meet again with him ..prehaps to try to face these things.. as prehaps its something ive been running away from... or to bid my ever farewells and let him go from my mind.. ahhh

 

Love is a folly of the mind, an unquenchable fire, a hunger without surfeit, a sweet delight, a pleasing madness, a labour without repose and a repose without labour.

That's how I feel about Chrissi. What else can I say? I love you .

 

She is beyond beyond.

 

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He called me last nite/early this morning at 12:23 am -and made my nite a dream come true- with his words,thoughts,emotions and-there is nothing more to say
Except perfect TIM-ing...

 

i havent met the love of my life yet but i love reading all your stories. but when i do meet him, ill glady share my story

 

I met the love of my life last year.
On Halloween night of last year, a very good friend at the time, introduced me to this guy with black and white facepaint on...he looked hott even with face paint!hahaha
Well, we didn't talk but maybe a minute, then they both had to leave to get back to someones house.

In December, that good friend took me down to a neighborhood in town and introduced me to a woman, who is one of my best friends now....and to my suprise, this woman was the big sister of the guy i met on Halloween....so you could say him and i "officially" met in December.
The woman, the guy and the friend and I spent almost every day hanging out...awesome times! Well, the guy was begining to flirt with me quite a bit..and hell, i flirted back just as much. We were just friends though. He asked me one day if i would get mad at him if he went to the movies with a chick that he knew...of course, knowing that he wasn't tied down to Just Me, i told him i wouldn't care if he went to the movies with even a Man. He went to the movies with this woman, and his face, when he walked out the door that evening, the look he gave me was a guilty look like "i'm sorry..God, i hope she's not mat at me."

Well, we still were hanging out, him, his sister, and me (our friend wasn't always with us anymore....he started to change, and it wasn't pretty) every day after i got off of school..... and one night in January i stayed the night with his sister (he lived with his sister). That night was full of fun and games for all of us... very entertaining, amusing night. After everyone was asleep, except him and i.....we sat up and talked for quite a bit. I was laying down halfway on the couch, and he was sitting up, near my head. we talked and talked...and he put his head on mine....and we talked lke that for a few minutes.. then.. he kissed me. That night is the night him and i became a couple.
He eventually moved in with his ex, and her fiancee...to take care of his daughter.
He failed to let me know he was going to move....but i found out and went down there to talk to him, and every day after that, i would go down there. After work each night i'd go down there to be with him until around midnight, then i would haul ass to get back home.
Eventually shit started happening and he left where he was living, not taking his daughter because he knew he couldn't care for even himself because he was homeless now. Him and I still spent every day together...until i talked to his sister and his mom, and planned a trip for him and I to go out to their place for Easter Weekend. He ended up staying there, and it was a good choice.. it was the only choice he had. That's when he told me he loved me.
I came back, and then went to visit him and his sister in May..him and i were supposed to have 2 weeks together, but it ended up being less than 2 days. He got taken away. (longer story.) Finally, in July, he came back to this town, but we could not talk to eachother, or see eachother but for 20 minutes, once a week...until Mid-August. After stuff got situated with the mess he was in, he went back to his mother and his sister. It's now October, and i miss him more and more each day. We write eachother once a week, and he calls me once to twice a week. We plan to see eachother in December, if things go right........but until then...we both have to live on memories of what we have together.
Sorry for the long post!

 

The love of my life is my husband. I have followed him halfway across the country. I left my family, my career, my friends. But, as hard as it is to be away from all those things, he makes it worth it. He is a wonderful husband and a father to my daughter.

 

I met the love of my life about 3 years ago. We hated eachother for about 3 months when we first met. I'd piss him off and he just annoyed the shit out of me. Then, one night, his chic of 1 year broke his heart and he was going to kill himself. I fought it hard. After 6 hours of arguing, I talked him out of it. He told me he loved me and my stomach jumped; it was a good feeling. We talked for a while more and he told me he meant it when he said he loved me. I cried like a little bitch and he held me. I realized that I loved him too, and told him. He's my world and I'd do anything for him. He can make me laugh like noone else can, he can make me cry like noone else can. He completes me.

 

I met the love of my life on the hip forums! He saw some of my posts and saw that I was the same age and living in the same city. He pm'd me and we wrote back and forth on there and then started im'ing. A week later we decided to meet at a concert. And we fell madly in love! That night at the concert we just kept looking over at each other and gazing into each other's eyes. aww...we were so cute. lol! And we've been together ever since then. But we count our anniversary as the day he first pm'd me because we both just knew there was something about each other when we first started talking. And I know I started falling in love with him before we even met in person.


It is really amazing to me how we are so in love and so close. We have a really healthy relationship. Our communication is great. And we've never been happier! I love him completely. Everything about him and our relationship is just so right. We balance each other out. We help each other. We're partners, lovers, and best friends. Wow...I could go on and on.

And now we're engaged and about to start a family! Ah...life is so beautiful!

 

the love of my life, is lucyinthesky from this forum. and i think everyone pretty much knows the whole story.

 

I don't think the love of mine really even cares.

 

i've been posting pretty much the same thing all over this forum lately, but it's just killing me so i keep on telling..

i thought my boyfriend of two years was the love of my life. we've been through a lot.. but i just started college. i happened to meet this other guy, just talked, and just meeting him has made me question everything.
i've never connected with someone so well.. we talk easily and i feel like we've been friends forever.. when i see him now it's hard to contain my excitement. i know he at least appreciates me..
anyway he's got a girlfriend and i've got my boyfriend. the love of my life? who fucking knows.

 

I'm hoping that I haven't met the one true love of my life, but there is one girl in my past who I will always love. In fact, she is the only girl that I have totally let myself go and love. I have so many good memories of just looking at her, talking with her, waiting on the side of her house for her to sneak out, and many other things. In the years before her and the years after her, there has not been one person that could make me cry or smile just from a look. The first time I kissed her was a month or so after we met. I took her to a lake one night, read a poem I wrote her, and we kissed. It was one of those insanely magical kisses people talk about; I was sure she was the one. Everything we did together was perfect. Every dinner, boring night, everytime we had sex. Shit, even our arguements were perfect. There were a few things lacking though, one of them was explicit trust. I guess it turned out to be justified though, when I walked in on her with some guy from a party she had gone to. That night something definitely died deep inside of me. And after all the pain and the haze I put myself in from drugs/alcohol, I don't regret a thing. It made me who I am sitting here tonight. Because of her, I will love and appreciate the true love of my life even more.

 

Good attitude, you are exactly right, in my view. When I turned 39 and had been single 3 years, I thought to myself, well, that is likely that, too old to turn some hot babe on. I was soooooooo wrong, and from Dec. 13th to Mar. 19th, 2004, I lived a fantasy I could never, ever in my wildest dreams have imagined. Far more than I could have hoped for, and more than I could have wished for if allowed to create my own partner. Better than I thought was possible, even better than I had any clue existed. I met my twin flame, at least that is the label I have found on the web for us. Like mirrors. Freaky as hell, scary at first, but wow.....beyond beyond....

 

I wrote this for him. His name is Michael...

When I close my eyes
I see your face and feel your hands
I taste your lips and smell your hair
My memories vivid, my thoughts lucid

My senses fill with you as though you were here
Touching me, loving me
I imagine opening my eyes, looking up at you
Witnessing the beauty that is your heart

I see the depth of your eyes
Reaching into my soul
Dark pools of garnet
That I wish to bathe in

I feel the warmth of your skin
That I long to caress
Smooth, inviting, sensitive
Speaking to me in ways that mere words cannot express

I know the love in your smile
That brings me to life
Lights up the room
Lights up my heart

I hear the softness of your voice
As you whisper “I love you”
Soothing me, comforting
Bringing me peace and joy

I imagine reaching up to you
Feeling the coarseness of your beard
Running my fingers through your hair
They tingle with the thought

I remember making love to you
Our bodies moving as one
Two hearts beating together
Love and passion pumping through our veins

Then a tear falls as I open my eyes
Awakened by the dawn
And I realize that you are but a cherished memory
Present only in spirit

But soon a smile comes to my face
As I think of this new day before us
A chance to be together, once again, if only for a moment
To experience the love that is you, in my life

 

His name is R.J. HEs a year and three months old. He has beautiful Blue eyes that I can lose myself in. His hugs and kisses make everything ok. My heart aches when im away from him. and his giggles make me smile. Hes perfect in every way and I love him with all my heart and soul.

 

Well, I *thought* the love of my life was Christopher --- a guy I met in high school, and although we were the closest of friends we never crossed the line into a physical relationship. However, he was the "basis of comparison" for years for everyone I was with. I was totally hung up on him... UNTIL...

A few months ago I reconnected with another old friend after not seeing each other for several years. We actually met in junior high school and at first I couldn't stand him. We were in a few classes together - and these were small classes (usually around 8-10 people) so we all got to know each other pretty well... I spent a lot of my time in class saying -screaming actually - "Shut up Jason!". After awhile he took it as a challenge to force me to get to know him, and realize that he wasn't such a a bad guy. We ended up being great friends from our first conversation. When we were in high school, I went to my locker one morning to get something and there was a tape with one of my all time favorite songs on it along with a note from him telling me that he loved me. Well, I was pretty well a head case in high school and I ran like my ass was on fire and my hair was catching --- I just wasn't ready for that. After high school, although we were still friends, I went through a long period of soul searching and tons of young-adult angst and self-loathing. Through all of that he was there anytime I needed him. I always liked him, but was scared scared scared of getting too close to him.
We both ended up marrying other people, and ironically, within four months of each other also ended up being dumped (most unceremoniously) by our respective spouses. When I first called him we met to catch up on things, since we hadn't seen each other in a long time. During one of our initial conversations he mentioned something about our "high school days" and we were laughing and talking about it, and I casually mentioned that I'd always liked him, but was scared of it. I have no idea why I said it because that's very out of character for me - to lay my heart out like that without any warning or without being asked to do it... From there, long story short --- although we're taking things slowly and are both a little wary of giving away our hearts there's a lot of love between us and it feels very complete, very comfortable ... very everything that is good in life.
I've always said that I wanted to spend my life with my best friend --- and he definitely fits the bill. He's just an amazing man .... a great father to his sons, intelligent, hard-working, talented (he's a photographer, musician, and artist), compassionate, affectionate, balanced, a great kisser and he's got these beautiful light brown eyes with really long lashes that just melt me whenever he looks at me... and that's probably what I love the most about him ---- when he looks at me, he's not looking for himself, or for anyone - he's not looking at me to see what I'm about - he's seeing me just like I am - and loving everything I have been, what I am and what I might become --- blows my mind everytime.
I have no idea if our future together is life-long, but I'm certainly hoping it is, because he is gravity to me.