Olivia:
On Saturday, March 13th, 2010, I stopped and looked around. I was not at my house. In fact, I was far from it. But yet, i was completely home.
I felt his fingers in between each of mine. They still fit perfectly. He presence made me feel so warm inside and so safe. When we looked at each other, nothing else mattered.
To not believe that something bigger than us, bigger than this earth, bigger than this universe, had absolutely nothing to do with this, I would have to be lying to myself.
It had been nine months. Not just nine months of being together. But also nine months of being apart. Nine months of hugging, holding hands, kissing. I had only dreamed of that stuff. For the longest time the pain of missing him was terrible. I missed him so much that the days were becoming long and worthless. My heart felt this surreal pain. It was like I was not really sure if the pain was actually there or not. It was like each day a sewing needle was put into my heart and they just kept adding up. But, it was not the sharpness or the sting of the needle that I felt. They were too sharp to feel. I felt the chill of each freezing needle, causing my blood to run cold. It was such a terrible feeling.
To not believe that something bigger than us, bigger than this earth, bigger than this universe, had absolutely nothing to do with this, I would have to be lying to myself.
It had been nine months. Not just nine months of being together. But also nine months of being apart. Nine months of hugging, holding hands, kissing. I had only dreamed of that stuff. For the longest time the pain of missing him was terrible. I missed him so much that the days were becoming long and worthless. My heart felt this surreal pain. It was like I was not really sure if the pain was actually there or not. It was like each day a sewing needle was put into my heart and they just kept adding up. But, it was not the sharpness or the sting of the needle that I felt. They were too sharp to feel. I felt the chill of each freezing needle, causing my blood to run cold. It was such a terrible feeling.
When I saw him, when he tightly wrapped his arms around me, all of the needles fell out. My heart was healed just by a simple hug.
When we lied down together, I put my hand over his heart. I felt his heart beating. I felt it as it pumped blood into his veins. I felt him breathe and be alive. He was there... and I was not dreaming. And when I held him, I wasn't just holding my boyfriend. I was holding my world.
That day I came to realize how truly in love I was. I never want it to end.
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Dylan:
On March 12, 2010, I couldn't sleep. Not in the bad way, more like Christmas. You're so excited to receive your presents, that you feel sleep is too long of a wait.
Olivia got there around 11:00ish and from then on, it was the best day ever. It felt so much like a dream, a dream that I wished for every night, a dream that should and would last for hours. But it wasn't a dream, it was oh so real.
That day was most likely the first of many to come, seeing her for the first time in months was so... epic. Within the first five minutes of seeing each other again we were already at home, (well we were in my home literally... but that's besides the point) the first thing we shared again was a hug. Then little coincidences here and there, (shrugging our shoulders, thinking of the same things...) she was here! And it was happening so fast. I missed her, a lot, way more than was healthy, but it all disappeared the second we held each other again.
It was nine months, nine months that week actually, and it was beginning to look as if we wouldn't meet again until summer, but it happened anyway, and what a perfect time it was. To me, being away from each other for so long was good/bad for us. It was a barrier that kept us physically isolated for months, but we stood strong, we kept it going regardless of distance. But it hurt, even if it reminded us how strong we felt for each other, it wasn't a pleasant experience. That day was such a refreshment for our relationship, it filled in all the space that was created when she was away, it made me, no, both of us realize how much we really did love each other.
So many things will remind us of each other now, in her words, its "unfair" how well we are doing. I will continue to think of her constantly if not more than I did before, and I remember more how close we were that first week, the week, believe it or not, that we *very quickly* fell in love.
That day I came to realize how truly in love I was. I never want it to end.
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Dylan:
On March 12, 2010, I couldn't sleep. Not in the bad way, more like Christmas. You're so excited to receive your presents, that you feel sleep is too long of a wait.
Olivia got there around 11:00ish and from then on, it was the best day ever. It felt so much like a dream, a dream that I wished for every night, a dream that should and would last for hours. But it wasn't a dream, it was oh so real.
That day was most likely the first of many to come, seeing her for the first time in months was so... epic. Within the first five minutes of seeing each other again we were already at home, (well we were in my home literally... but that's besides the point) the first thing we shared again was a hug. Then little coincidences here and there, (shrugging our shoulders, thinking of the same things...) she was here! And it was happening so fast. I missed her, a lot, way more than was healthy, but it all disappeared the second we held each other again.
It was nine months, nine months that week actually, and it was beginning to look as if we wouldn't meet again until summer, but it happened anyway, and what a perfect time it was. To me, being away from each other for so long was good/bad for us. It was a barrier that kept us physically isolated for months, but we stood strong, we kept it going regardless of distance. But it hurt, even if it reminded us how strong we felt for each other, it wasn't a pleasant experience. That day was such a refreshment for our relationship, it filled in all the space that was created when she was away, it made me, no, both of us realize how much we really did love each other.
So many things will remind us of each other now, in her words, its "unfair" how well we are doing. I will continue to think of her constantly if not more than I did before, and I remember more how close we were that first week, the week, believe it or not, that we *very quickly* fell in love.
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