New Found Love in a Hopeless Place
I always saw these phoney ads on websites about how meeting
someone on the internet can change your life, turn into something magical, all
that stuff. In my head, obviously I thought “bullshit.” Most of the time I hear
that it goes wrong. It’s not who they thought they were, like the documentary
catfish. The idea of that whole scenario scared the shit out of me. Until one
day I wanted to become more spontaneous and gain a new relationship a different
way rather than face to face, because the whole face to face experiences I’ve
went through went bad, from previous experiences. So I decided to sign up for
“Plenty of Fish” or POF as people say, which is a site where you join to meet
potential dates or even just to form a new friendship. I heard the site was
great for that sort of thing. Little did I know, after a few weeks my life
changed for the better.
His name is Bradley, and he isn’t like anyone I’ve ever met
or known. I was very familiar with relationships and how they worked; meanwhile
he was new to the whole experience. I was his first kiss. He said when our lips
touched; he felt a wave of heat rushing through his body, head to toe. He knew
this moment was worth the wait, and I knew this had to mean something
more. From that point on, we became best
friends. Sharing new experiences and making new memories together.
We went on movie dates, spent hundreds in restaurants, decided
to be adventurous and spent time at sky zone and had the grandest time. We got
these neon orange special socks for sky zone, with little white suction cups at
the bottom for grip. We had the most fun, like always. It felt like life was
finally changing, for both of us.
One day the greatest thing happened, and it melted my heart
and gave me butterflies that I couldn’t even handle. We started getting closer
and more affectionate. We we’re driving back from another dinner date and we
parked and were just sitting and talking in a parking lot, being cute as
always, and the serious look on his face made me think of what he was about to
say. Obviously I thought the worst, was he going to break up with me? I hate
being a girl having these thoughts. I thought he liked me. Then he turned to
me, smiled and said “I love you Cindy Moar.” My eyes went wide; I smiled like a
little girl and blushed so much. I finally found my words and said “I love you
too Bradley.” We started to talk after that.
“Cindy I mean it, you
are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I am over joyed to have
you in my life.”
My voice was soft and high-pitched from how I was feeling.
So many butterflies, “you really mean that? Because I really do care about you
to Brad, you are amazing in every single way and I enjoy all the time we have
spent together and I am ready for more days to come.” We were both ear to ear grinning at this
point.
He says,” I am so happy you say that Cindy, I feel the same
way and I love you so much.”
“I love you, Brad.”
After a couple months we are still stronger than ever to
this day. We have the greatest time together, always. We have our arguments,
but that’s totally normal. We are always laughing and smiling and being cuter
than ever. We make each other happy and keep each other sane. We help one
another with whatever we need, and never fail to lift each other’s spirits. He
makes me the happiest, and I do the same to him.
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