Love with a capital letter.

I feel like writing today. I feel like writing about something positive and cheerful. I feel like writing about love.

I was very pessimistic before. I used to think that love we saw in movies was made up, inspired from the latest Disney princess movie. I used to think that love was like having a reeeaalllyy good friend. So I experienced girl/guy relationships without even expecting more than a good time.. in bed. It went on like that for a few years, I was having fun; having given up on finding Love with a capital letter. Then, I met this guy. I still remember him coming in the room, drunk, a blue hat and Hawaiian shirt on. He was.. so obnoxious! After the party, me, my friend and the drunk guy walked back home. (I discovered he lived pretty close from me).

I had no idea why, but I couldn’t stop thinking about him, And I mean, it’s not like he gave me a good first¬†impression. He was not even the type of guy I would usually be physically attracted to. But there was just something else about him. He had this little something.

We ended up hanging out together afterward because of mutual friends, and it started just like this. I didn’t see rainbows and butterflies, it wasn’t love at first sight (well maybe love at third sight!), but we just connected like 2 pieces of puzzles: a perfect match. Everything just fell into place so easily. Everything made sense. My old-self was still hesitant to diving into this crazy thing called love, but I did it; because he made me feel safe.

We had to spend the Christmas Holidays apart and when I saw him again in January, I just knew. I was in love! Me; the girl who thought this was just a fantasy! I experienced, for the first time, the honeymoon stage they call it. Man, is love ever powerful!

I ended up leaving behind everything and everyone I know for the man. I miss my home, but I have never regretted my decision. We have been together about 3 years now. We are not in the honeymoon stage anymore, but I love him more deeply every day. It’s a kind of love you can’t really explain; it’s the honeymoon stage type of love but with more wisdom!

We couldn’t be more different. He is strong-headed, impulsive, and ambitious, and I am, well, the OPPOSITE! But, somehow, it works. He makes me feel like I am the best person in the world. He lets me be exactly who I am. He never judges my crazy convictions. He just makes me feel like a million bucks.

Even after 3 years, I still miss him during the day when I’m at work. He still calls me beautiful and precious. He still makes me laugh. We still act like 14 year-olds, cuddling and kissing on the couch while watching a movie. He tells me things like “you make me a better person” and “I couldn’t imagine life without you”.

We are definitely not perfect, but we are perfect for each other. I still can’t believe that somehow we got to meet just because of my decision to go to the same university my friend was going to.

I never thought love we see in movies was possible until I met him. He is my soulmate.