A Beautiful Poem Submission by: shaykhness
It was a journey worth it,
She was there, staring at me. Eyes wandering but heart focused.
At me, she gazed, loved overcame her and she took me hard - hard enough that no man can ever pull away.
Even if it was the strongest man.
I am not strong as I come out to be with others.
I was so weak that one evening. It was sometime after sunset at the beach. Thought of her passing away came to me, because no one knows their appointed time in this world when it can come.
The lights of the tall buildings lit the sea with colours of emotion and joy.
My tears and emotional eyes became a residence of water swimming itself at. She didn’t realize until my voice became teary.
[She was sitting on the beach and I stood leaning on the bench behind].
She said thrice or so some words to comfort me. I couldn’t submit to those.
She stood up, came beside me. I didn’t turn towards her. My face did for a few seconds. I looked away. She turned me by putting her hands on my shoulder [felt amazing by the way]. Turned me and hugged me so tight. I felt so comforted and satisfied by her hug.
I forgot where, what, when. I forgot all else, except me and our God.
It was so tight, I couldn’t pull away. Some minutes later, we danced in a dark circle park thing. No one could see.
Holding her in my arms was such a feeling. It was beyond this materialistic world.
- I’d really like to continue but I have to write another poem and stuff for her…
did u like it?
Im in Canada and she’s elsewhere..more than 15 hrs away from flight….LDR :/
Yes, I loved it, I actually felt I was there with you, so realistic.
I met my boyfriend on an online game. Weird I know. We met last year on May at a theme park. He was so shy but now i see he has changed. He has become a better man and I love him. Our road has been really bumpy and stuff but he always is there to visit meon holidays and summer. 051410<3 yay~ still strong.
submission from readygeli:
I met me boyfriend on xbox live back in January this year. Most people disagree with my relationship but I couldn’t really care less. I am in love and no one can change that. I trust him with all my heart. We started dating the first time we ever met which was in April and have seen each other twice since then. It’s difficult but its worth it. This December will be 8 months. Well spent (:
I woke up to a call this morning, which usually means I’m late for something, but today it was my bf’s mom. She called with his basic training address, so I can finally send him all the letters I’ve been writing. This is the only way we will be able to communicate until February when he graduates. I am so excited. On my way to the post office now. I only hope he receives everything i send, as military mail tends to get sidetracked… <3
Submission by: chellebelle08
Submitted by: sadegrass
Let’s see. It was early 2010, sometime in May I believe, and I had just gotten out of a longterm relationship and was taking it pretty hard. My (at the time) best friend, Stef, asked me to come over and hang out with her and her friend Dawid (pronounced David, spelled with a ‘w’, he’s Polish, don’t question it, hahah). The two of them had dated back in their sophomore year of high school for a few months, but remained friends throughout the years. I went to her house and opened the door of her room and thought to myself, “oh, shit. I’m in trouble,” because I just got that feeling, you know? When someone’s going to affect you, change your life up a bit? And I didn’t think it’d be a good thing because I’d heard from Stef that after they’d broken up, he’d become a player, womanizing and all. So when I felt that instant chemistry, I was like, “ah, crap.” But we all hung out at her place for a bit and then went out walking in the city, and eventually ended up on top of a parking garage looking out at the lights. I was just so, so interested in him and found him so attractive, both looks and personality wise. We made our way to a park and sat in the sand and talked about our lives, the three of us, and even though he was in a longterm relationship at the time, I wanted to know him more. He was also due to move to New York for college in a few months, so I knew there was no point in trying. I drove him home that night from my best friend’s house and we had a great time talking on the way home.
After that, we had a few conversations on Facebook and then, one day, he texted me in the morning and we spent seven hours talking back and forth. At the end of the day, he asked me what my favorite candy was, and before I could send a reply back, he sent another message. “And in case you’re wondering, yes, I like you, but you know I can’t do anything about it.” I was 16, and he was 18.
I was so flattered that this gorgeous, smart, witty man wanted me. Even though we both knew it was wrong, we kept talking and when his relationship got rocky (for reasons unrelated to me), he left his girlfriend. I was (selfishly) thrilled but he said he wanted some time to be alone that summer before we dated. I agreed, but we spent the entire summer together. I knew he was with other women at night, but during the day, he was all mine, and I loved it. We would go on dates where all we would do was walk around and talk and laugh. We’d lay in bed and just tell each other everything we’d been too afraid to ever tell anyone else. We’d wrestle all the time, and kiss like fishes. With everyone else, he tried to be so stoic and serious. Around me, he was finally happy. He spent a lot of time getting to know my family, and he became a big brother of sorts to my nine year old sister. He was so interwoven into my life, and yet, we weren’t together.
Slowly but surely, he was pulling me away from the misery of being in love with my ex and I knew I was falling for him. But even though I knew he liked me, he wasn’t ready to ‘settle down.’ My ex came back into the picture just as Dawid and I started dating, and I left him for my old boyfriend. Things didn’t work out, but my ex and I continued to hook up from October 2010-March 2011. Because of it, Dawid and I fought all the time. He was hurt and angry, and I couldn’t understand why he wouldn’t just leave me alone. In December, we started talking again and though I thought I made it clear I just wanted to be friends, we ended up drunk together at a party and kind of fell into bed together. He told me he loved me that night, but I refused to say anything back. Looking back, I feel awful for how I treated him.
After that, he was so hurt and felt used. We spent the next several months fighting and screaming. In April, my best friend Michael sat me down and told me, over the course of several hours and in no uncertain words, how horrible I was letting myself be treated by my ex, and how much I had missed out on with Dawid. I realized he was right after a lot of thought, and I sent Dawid a long apology letter. He never replied or let me know he’d received it, and I kinda gave up.
Then one night, I came home from my college class and he was there, at my kitchen table, waiting for me. He looked fantastic, so amazing, and I was so happy to see him. He’d even brought over one of his world famous apple pies. We went outside to talk and he told me that while he missed me, he couldn’t trust me anymore (because I’d left him for another man) and because he had a new girlfriend that he didn’t want to hurt. After that, I didn’t hear from him for months. At my graduation in June, he showed up out of the blue and sat in the stands with my family, and came to dinner with us afterwards, where he gave me a beautiful notebook. On the first page was a long letter telling me how much he missed me, reminiscing about the past, and explaining that while he wanted to be with me more than anything, he didn’t think I would ever let it work. He told me how much he regretted acting like a womanizer, and how if I’d let him, he’d love me and only me for the rest of our lives. He told me that not speaking to me or seeing me for so many months when we were fighting showed him how much he needed to change and grow up to be the man I needed.
I absolutely sobbed reading that letter, and I asked him to meet me at Starbucks the next day; he showed up (with flowers!) and we walked around town talking and laughing and chasing each other. It was like nothing had ever changed, but I knew—once again—he had a girlfriend. They were already on shaky terms though, and I knew he was just dating her to have someone around. He broke up with her and after we talked for a few weeks to start to trust each other again, we got together on June 12th, 2011.
He took me to the Civic Center parking garage (where we’d gone the first night we met) and had my prom dress waiting, and he was all dressed up in a suit (to this day, I don’t know how he managed it without me knowing). He knew that I’d wanted to go to prom with him, but since we weren’t speaking at the time, we both went with other people. So this was his way of giving me what I’d always wanted. He had his iPod and speakers with him, and he drove us to the beach and we laid down on a big comforter and held each other and talked and watched the sunset and danced like we didn’t get to at prom. It was wonderful, and that was the night we got back together. :) He moved to New York on Friday, August 25th; I’m in Florida at college. I’d say it’s been very hard, but when you love someone this much, it’s actually very simple. It’s awful to be apart, but we’ve been through so much just to be together that we’d never throw away our love over something as trivial as distance. Even when it’s 1,075 miles. Our half-year anniversary is on Monday, and he’ll be arriving here tomorrow to spend a MONTH with me and my family. We are so, so excited and to celebrate, we’re going to Disney World this weekend. I am so thankful I get to share my life with this wonderful man, and I wouldn’t change our relationship for the world.
Thought I’d submit my reason as too why I’m “fighting the distance” So, I’ve been going out with the most perfectest boy for about three months now, he means the world to me. I know there will be people out there who are saying that three months isn’t a long time, but it’s long enough to fall deeply in love with someone. He lives 100 miles away from me, and I know that isn’t far, but when you’re 15 and you have strict parents, it’s difficult to see each other. We’ve never met but it feels like I’ve known him all my life, he is everything I have ever wanted and needed. I love our little skype dates everyday, how we have to whisper down the phone at night and how much he makes me laugh. And I can finally meet him on the 17th of this month, I have never been so scared and excited for anything in my entire life. It will be the most perfectest day ever. I can’t wait, after four months of knowing him, I can finally see my baby. I love you Elliott<3
Never let anyone else tell you how to feel. If you love someone, you love someone, no matter what other people think. This is adorable. Don’t be scared, everything will go just swimmingly! ^-^
- Jaimee <3
Submitted by: captainsaku
Sooo, this is my -our- story. I’ll try to keep it short and sweet, but after 7 years of knowing each other, telling our story is getting a little hard because of everything that’s happened in between xD
First things first, hi! My name’s Marina, and his name’s Matthew. I’m from Argentina, and he’s from Australia. So yes, we’re basically at opposite ends of the world. Right now there’s 14 hours of difference between us, but we still talk every working day =3
As I’ve said, we’ve known each other for roughly 7 years. I met him thanks to a friend I had made online, who had made me read the Twilight series even before anyone knew about it… so there I was, a Friday at noon during lunch break before going back to school -sports field day, ugh- and I was reading my New Moon PDF and freaked out because Edward was going to get himself offed. Not something I’m proud of, that, but if there’s ONE thing I ever have to thank the awful Twilight saga it’s that thanks to it I met my soulmate xD In any case, I hopped on msn and went to rage at my Aussie friend and freak out at her because “ZOMG EDWARD ITALY WHAT?!!!!!oneoneoneeleventy” -shot-
Never would I have expected that at that moment I would meet who would later become the love of my life. Instead of getting a reply from my friend, I got a “Hi, I’m not Shell, but Italy what?” So yeah, that’s how we met. Shame on us, meeting thanks to Twilight xDD
We immediately hit it off. He was awesome and funny and I really liked him, to the point that I begged mom to let me stay home. That didn’t go well, so we exchanged msns instead. From that day on, he became an integral part of my life. We were talking all the time, he had a lot of free time, so he was ALWAYS there. We even talked while I was in Uni, doing stuff on Photoshop xD
He was always there, and I mean it. Somehow, without me realizing, he became this extremely important part of my life…. and then he went through a VERY rough patch, and I was basically the only one who was there for him, giving him hope and a reason to stay alive a fight on, because things WOULD get better.
And then, one day, we were talking like we always did, and all of a sudden he asked if he could say something without me getting mad. Of course I said yes, why would I get mad at him anyway? And he said he was in love with me.
I DIDN’T BELIEVE HIM. I was young and naïve and stupid… but things stayed the same, save for the fact that he dropped cute comments like that every now and then, and I shot him down every single time.
This… it went on for years. And I mean it. And then… then he went through a worse patch than before. He said goodbye forever, leaving me a crying mess.
I didn’t hear from him in a year. Literally.
Then one day I found a small notebook I always use to write down stuff when I can’t sleep for one reason or another, especially when I’m depressed or thinking too much about something. And in that notebook, I found a letter addressed to him.
It was then that I realized that I was truly, madly and completely in love with him. As in, head over heels in love. And I had never realized. Yeah, I’m slow. Guess it’s true what they say that you don’t know what you had until you’ve lost it. In any case, I talked to a friend about it and she talked me into sending him an e-mail. I pretty much hunted him down and we went back to talking, albeit a little sporadically because of time reasons. Time zones and work and whatnot.
We both knew we were in love. We always knew, from the very moment we started talking again. And at some point, I got tired of not being a real couple, so I talked to him about it. That was on January 7th, 2011. We’ve been going out ever since. He got Skype for my birthday, and now we talk almost every day, for hours on end. I don’t know what I’d do or where I’d be without him.
But you know? Our story proves that love knows no distance or time. He never forgot about me, he said he never could, because I was so special. And I’m the same. Not a moment goes by without me thinking of him, of how perfect we are… and that’s what it’s all about, isn’t it? Love.
It’s hard, living in opposite ends of the world, not being able to meet because of money problems… but it’s definitely worth it. LDRs…. they are based solely on communication. You know the other person loves you for who you are, and not for your looks. And let’s face it, nobody would ever even think of getting into one unless they are completely serious about it. Every moment you spend talking to your loved one, no matter how far away they are, or how short your conversation is… it’s special. You learn a lot of things about them and they learn a lot about you. And every day that passes makes your relationship more profound and special.
True, there’s moments when you just think you can’t make it, or wish for nothing more than being there for them, to hug them, kiss them, hold their hand, go on dates, or just cuddle on the couch to watch a movie.
But we know we’re going to find a way somehow. We’re going to meet, and it’s going to be perfect and special, and we’ll be able to do all of these things we can’t do right now. And that’s what keeps us going. Because, honestly, nothing can stop us or pull us apart. No matter what people say, or how strange people look at us when we say we’re in a LDR. We don’t care, we know how we feel, we know we’re in love, and we fully trust each other. And that’s what matters. Us. How we feel. Not what others say.
So we wait. We’re happy with each other, and that’s all that matters, isn’t it? ♥