“Go F*** Yourself”
When I took her photo she flipped me the bird. I knew then and there she was the one for me.
—Harold
Postscript: Two years later we are still adorable. She is moving to San Francisco next week.
When I took her photo she flipped me the bird. I knew then and there she was the one for me.
—Harold
Postscript: Two years later we are still adorable. She is moving to San Francisco next week.
I just came out of boot camp. He and I hung out with numerous coworkers (all guys), til one day he asked me out, just him and I. He said he couldn’t handle letting the other douche bag guys use me cause he wanted me to himself and for me to not get used or hurt. I knew he was different from any man after that point.
—Lima
Postscript: We’re still together. I just moved in with him and we’re getting married June 19, 2010!
It was love when I could finally say to myself, that I love him. I only just realized this a few minutes ago after being on the phone for hours into the wee morning. We finally said our goodnights and I felt a rush of warmth and longing for him wash over me. As I sat here reading “It was love when” I realized…it’s love. We talked about what the other thinks about as our heads hit the pillow, our eyes slowly shut, and the visions of one another are as sweet and vibrant as they are when we’re together.
—Berrymore
Postscript: He may not love me yet, but he cares about me more than he does himself. If that’s not enough to admit my love for him—even if it’s just on this website for now—one day when he can say he feels the same it will make “the juice worth the squeeze.”
I was camping with some friends of mine. A retreat with just us girls, a solidarity thing. I went out on the porch to call him from one of the girls’ phones, and his voice shut out the world.
—Kate
Postscript: I knew then I was sunk.
Our relationship had moved pretty fast, and I had just gotten out of a rough, long term one a few months prior. I was scared to let her know how strongly felt, despite the short time. I had my arms around her while we were looking at the city lights, my heart beating fast. It just came out and I told her I loved her.
—erica
Postscript: She asked me to repeat it, then turned around and told me she loved me too. I’m so happy with her and I feel like things are gonna work out for us.
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.
At some point in my youth, my brain conjured up a scenario of true love: the man would lift my face up to his and say, “Look at me, I love you.”
I met him a couple years ago but recently reconnected at a friend’s wedding. At the after-party, I saw him walking toward me from the adjacent room. “Where are you going?” I asked. His eyes sparkled and when he said, “Wherever you are,” it immediately rang synonymous with “Look at me, I love you.”
—Lucky!
Postscript: We both feel lucky and know we’ll be together till the end.
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