I have to talk to someone, and this is the only place I can trust to give me honest feedback. I need
your help.
Not very long ago I met a girl online. I was browsing profiles one day and came across hers. She
had this blog posted, a sad one, but not one of those "get a grip and stop whining" sad ones. She
was talking about how she was hurting and had no one to turn to for help. So I wrote her. I took
her blog line by line and commented on each point, also inserting some contents from her profile.
It took me almost 4 hours to write, read, rewrite, read, rewrite, read, and send. I was
completely open and honest with her. She wrote back saying that it made her cry. She couldn't
believe it.
We continued to talk every day, sometimes several times a day but only through email. We had
the best conversations. Some were sweet and some humorous, but all were perfect. They were
to best part of my every day. Eventually we got around to flirting with the idea of talking on the
phone. She was playing hard to get but in the most adept way such that it only enticed me even
more. So finally, I stepped up and put myself on the line: "this is my number; I'm available any
time to talk to you."
So, she called...and made my world.
We talked for something like 45 minutes when she had to go to a party. She said she would call
me when they left. After a little over an hour she text messaged me saying how bored she was. I
went to my car and called her just as she was walking to hers. Perfect timing. We talked as she
drove home, then I drove home because my battery was dying. We didn't get off the phone for 3
and a half hours when she told me she was starving and had to eat something. She said she would
call me back, and she did
We stayed on the phone talking until the sun came up almost 5 hours later. We talked about
everything. She cried a few times, complimented me a million times on how sweet I was, and I
told her exactly what I thought of her. It was...magic.
I finally had to let her go at 6:44am so we could take a nap and go to church. We didn't talk again
until that night when she asked me when I was going to go see her. I forgot to mention that part.
She lives and goes to school 199 miles from me, but she comes home to her parents house almost
every weekend. Her parents live a hair under an hour from me. Se we decided we would meet
the weekend after next.
The other day I saw that she had posted a blog saying that she was terrified because she was falling
hard for me. She has had the worst luck with relationships. She has dated the worst of the worst,
so I suppose I may have come as a nice surprise, being a "nice guy" but with a twist. Anyway, she
doesn't call me one night like she said she would. I didn't think too much of it, but it did bum me
out. I messaged her asking what happened, and she said that she had called but I didn't answer. My
phone is crap and sometimes it won't ring or tell me I have a missed call. We didn't talk that night
because she had two tests the next day.
I came home from work last night to find this blog she posted:
For those of you I have been talking to a lot online (and this is to more than one person):
I am FLATTERED you would think so much of me as you do. It's wonderful having nice messages
after a stressful day. However, I do not know what's going on right now. Sometimes I find myself
wanting to be in a relationship, jumping at the chance to meet new people. Other times I just
don't. Until I am 100% ready for something, I don't want to do it. Take this as a fore-warning that
I may seem a little distant from here on out- I need to become happy with my life again before I
bring someone else in to share it. I've got school to worry about, along with lots of other things. I
prefer, right now, to keep it to only those things. I'm sorry if... no, that I HAVE misled you. I
mean no harm, and I mean to cause no pain. I thought I should let you know, and I hope we can
still talk and be friends like we have.
-Love Always-
I was devastated. I know you guys may not be able to sympathize with me here, but I'll be honest
and tell you that I am extremely tenderhearted. I mean, when I fall for someone, I really FALL
for someone. It's done - I'd do anything for them. She has my whole heart.
I sent her a message after I stopped crying. I asked if it was to me, even though I knew. She said it
wasn't just to me, and she would call me tomorrow (that's today) so we could talk about it.
So now is the part where I get embarrassingly honest and show everyone how crazy I am. Both I
and my best friend think that there is no one else, that she is only talking to me. My friend says
she can relate to her 100%, and she believes she was only trying to soften the blow to me.
I can't give up on this. I can't let it die before it has a chance to really live.
This is the crazy part. She has her classes posted, and she told me where she works. This is my
plan. If the call today doesn't go well, if she just runs away out of fear, then I'm - without telling
her - going to drive to her school and find her. I have to see her; I have no choice. Love compels
me to make an absolute ass out of myself.
Perhaps this comes from watching too many movies like Sleepless in Seattle, I don't know, or
maybe I am just plain crazy. What I know for certain is this - I am absolutely mad for this girl. I
think about her every second I'm awake. I've never been able to say that about anyone. I really do
think about her all day. She is the most adorable creature I have ever known, so driving 200 miles
to maybe have the sand kicked in my face sounds like a worthwhile endeavour to me.
I hope a few of you here are romantics like me, and hopefully some are a little crazy like
me too. I guess what I'm asking you guys for is prayer - that this doesn't explode all over me - and
advice. If anyone has anything to share, please don't hesistate. If nothing else, thank you for
listening to me.
your help.
Not very long ago I met a girl online. I was browsing profiles one day and came across hers. She
had this blog posted, a sad one, but not one of those "get a grip and stop whining" sad ones. She
was talking about how she was hurting and had no one to turn to for help. So I wrote her. I took
her blog line by line and commented on each point, also inserting some contents from her profile.
It took me almost 4 hours to write, read, rewrite, read, rewrite, read, and send. I was
completely open and honest with her. She wrote back saying that it made her cry. She couldn't
believe it.
We continued to talk every day, sometimes several times a day but only through email. We had
the best conversations. Some were sweet and some humorous, but all were perfect. They were
to best part of my every day. Eventually we got around to flirting with the idea of talking on the
phone. She was playing hard to get but in the most adept way such that it only enticed me even
more. So finally, I stepped up and put myself on the line: "this is my number; I'm available any
time to talk to you."
So, she called...and made my world.
We talked for something like 45 minutes when she had to go to a party. She said she would call
me when they left. After a little over an hour she text messaged me saying how bored she was. I
went to my car and called her just as she was walking to hers. Perfect timing. We talked as she
drove home, then I drove home because my battery was dying. We didn't get off the phone for 3
and a half hours when she told me she was starving and had to eat something. She said she would
call me back, and she did
We stayed on the phone talking until the sun came up almost 5 hours later. We talked about
everything. She cried a few times, complimented me a million times on how sweet I was, and I
told her exactly what I thought of her. It was...magic.
I finally had to let her go at 6:44am so we could take a nap and go to church. We didn't talk again
until that night when she asked me when I was going to go see her. I forgot to mention that part.
She lives and goes to school 199 miles from me, but she comes home to her parents house almost
every weekend. Her parents live a hair under an hour from me. Se we decided we would meet
the weekend after next.
The other day I saw that she had posted a blog saying that she was terrified because she was falling
hard for me. She has had the worst luck with relationships. She has dated the worst of the worst,
so I suppose I may have come as a nice surprise, being a "nice guy" but with a twist. Anyway, she
doesn't call me one night like she said she would. I didn't think too much of it, but it did bum me
out. I messaged her asking what happened, and she said that she had called but I didn't answer. My
phone is crap and sometimes it won't ring or tell me I have a missed call. We didn't talk that night
because she had two tests the next day.
I came home from work last night to find this blog she posted:
For those of you I have been talking to a lot online (and this is to more than one person):
I am FLATTERED you would think so much of me as you do. It's wonderful having nice messages
after a stressful day. However, I do not know what's going on right now. Sometimes I find myself
wanting to be in a relationship, jumping at the chance to meet new people. Other times I just
don't. Until I am 100% ready for something, I don't want to do it. Take this as a fore-warning that
I may seem a little distant from here on out- I need to become happy with my life again before I
bring someone else in to share it. I've got school to worry about, along with lots of other things. I
prefer, right now, to keep it to only those things. I'm sorry if... no, that I HAVE misled you. I
mean no harm, and I mean to cause no pain. I thought I should let you know, and I hope we can
still talk and be friends like we have.
-Love Always-
I was devastated. I know you guys may not be able to sympathize with me here, but I'll be honest
and tell you that I am extremely tenderhearted. I mean, when I fall for someone, I really FALL
for someone. It's done - I'd do anything for them. She has my whole heart.
I sent her a message after I stopped crying. I asked if it was to me, even though I knew. She said it
wasn't just to me, and she would call me tomorrow (that's today) so we could talk about it.
So now is the part where I get embarrassingly honest and show everyone how crazy I am. Both I
and my best friend think that there is no one else, that she is only talking to me. My friend says
she can relate to her 100%, and she believes she was only trying to soften the blow to me.
I can't give up on this. I can't let it die before it has a chance to really live.
This is the crazy part. She has her classes posted, and she told me where she works. This is my
plan. If the call today doesn't go well, if she just runs away out of fear, then I'm - without telling
her - going to drive to her school and find her. I have to see her; I have no choice. Love compels
me to make an absolute ass out of myself.
Perhaps this comes from watching too many movies like Sleepless in Seattle, I don't know, or
maybe I am just plain crazy. What I know for certain is this - I am absolutely mad for this girl. I
think about her every second I'm awake. I've never been able to say that about anyone. I really do
think about her all day. She is the most adorable creature I have ever known, so driving 200 miles
to maybe have the sand kicked in my face sounds like a worthwhile endeavour to me.
I hope a few of you here are romantics like me, and hopefully some are a little crazy like
me too. I guess what I'm asking you guys for is prayer - that this doesn't explode all over me - and
advice. If anyone has anything to share, please don't hesistate. If nothing else, thank you for
listening to me.