"I was never a believer in love, never believed in happily ever after, never saw my parents kiss or say I love you, never understood what it really meant to love someone, that is until I met him, in that split second when he crashed into me in the airport terminal, we looked into each others eyes and I knew he would change my life. He made me feel what it was like to be in a family, a family that loved and supported each other. He taught me what it means to love and to be loved, and that not everyone is going to leave when life gets hard.
In my life Ive valued two inspirational quotes: It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all, and If you love something set it free, if it comes back it was always yours, if it doesn't it never was. My best friend was the first person to show me what love was, it wasn't the kind of love you felt for your boyfriend or husband it was more of the brother, sister would do anything for you if it meant making you happy love, he was there when life was hard and when I felt the world was against me, and then he wasn't. After months of grieving I realized he left me with some of the best memories and moments of my life that even though I did lose him, I would never regret loving him because it taught me how to love, and that it was ok to be loved. Fast forward a year and half I met the love of my life, in an airport no less, with only a first name, honestly I never thought I would see him again but fate had other plans. When we met again a month later, we spent every waking moment together to the point where we couldn't. A year later I was ordered yes ordered and threatened to return home, home was never a true home for me, it was a drug that it took months for me to recover from. On the night I left, I realized two things one, that I was in love with the man I had spent the past year with, I loved his family for they were the only family I ever really had, and because I loved him I knew that I had to let him go and hope and pray that we would see each other again.
Fast forward another 16 months, I came back, was I the same…No, did I believe he would have waited for me…No, did he…Yes. Even when I came back damaged and broken he managed to put me back together, and thats when I knew I would never leave him again for he was the person I was meant the rest of my life with.
Fast forward 10 years. As I look back at all pain, loss, and love, Ive felt it has made us stronger, and we know together we can conquer anything. As I stand behind these wooden doors ready to walk down to him and promise him my love forever, I just remember that even the most damaged people can be fixed and healed
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