“Cope”
He told me he would move to be with me when I couldn’t cope on my own anymore.
—Allyson
Postscript: One year, two months we’re going strong

He told me he would move to be with me when I couldn’t cope on my own anymore.
—Allyson
Postscript: One year, two months we’re going strong
My boyfriend and I had been dating a couple months when I went with him to a family dinner in another city. After dinner, we were in the living room with his two brothers sitting on the couch. He was looking at me, and I asked him what he was thinking. He looked up at me and simply said, “You are in the category of people I love.” At that moment no one else was in the room and nothing else mattered.
—Claire
Postscript: A year later we are still together, and though we are young we know we will make it.
After our second date, he canceled a trip back to see his family so we could spend more time together. His mother called to tell him there were plenty more fish in the sea, but only one mother. He replied that there was no one else in the world like me.
—Katherine
Postscript: 3 years later and still going strong.
It was love when I was looking for a new home for my cat, because my roommate’s cat was always beating up on mine. He volunteered to take my cat and look after him at his place. The cat now belongs to both of us!
—Annette
Postscript: Aftermath: My cat loves it there, and loves my boyfriend too!
I knew him since I was 13. I was the ugly fat chick with braces and fuzzy hair. I worked with him and we were friends, but just friends. I didn’t think he could like a girl like me. I was 200 pounds. I had a crush on him though. While working together he told me he was going to marry Gretchen Wilson someday, which was funny since I love Gretchen and her song “Redneck Woman.” Anyway we started going out after I ended a bad relationship. But he started acting distant, then he told me he had something to tell me, he told me he loved me, this was at 18. We got married 9-6-06. On our wedding day I was 145 pounds and am now 130. I know he loves me because he stood by me through thick and thin.
—Charity
Postscript: Three years together and still in love, just bought a house. I’m still his redneck woman.
I was leaving a bar and I saw her standing outside smoking with a friend. I pretended to be drunk, and jokingly told her they were throwing me out because I was too tall and that my moves were too hot. She told me she would find me on the dance floor in 20 minutes and that we would steam it up. About a half hour later, while I was dancing, she danced up and took a photograph of herself kissing me on the cheek, and then danced away. A few minutes later, we started dancing together. We’ve been dancing together ever since, and in the photo that she took of us it looks like we’ve been together for years.
—Rob
Postscript: Very much in love, and moving in together in one week.
We were sitting on a bench at night near a river that runs through the city we lived in, describing each others’ houses. Suddenly, she stood up and gave me a pretend tour of her room. We were also high school sweethearts.
—B.S.W.
We were off and on for four years after that and then she moved. Now, she’s a lesbian and lives in Arizona.