I can’t explain how quickly I fell in love with this woman. Before I get stuck into talking about how much I love her, I should probably mention that her name is Alison — she’s the tall one, and I’m Steph, the tiny girl in the black t-shirt. Even when we were just friends — platonic, talking to each other through our computers on opposite sides of the world, there was still that something. It made me sit up and pay attention, it made me realize that she just wasn’t any other girl.
She is the best person I know; she is kind and compassionate and patient. She makes me believe that together, we will get through the bad days. She loves me on good days and bad days — regardless of the mood I’m in. She makes me feel appreciated and cared for and loved. She gives me reason to believe that when we close the distance in December, when we get to fall asleep next to each other for the rest of our lives, with my dog snuggled up in between us… everything would have been worth it.
She has taken the time to show me what a loving relationship should be like, and she is the reason I work so hard at what I do; so we can — in four short months — build the life we want, together. Holding her in my arms is the best feeling in the world. I cannot put into words the joy I feel when her skin is pressed against mine and I feel the brush of her lips on my neck, or the warmth of her back against the palm of my hand. She is without a doubt, the love of my life.
I’m a very lucky woman — even though she’s left to go back to London for the final time, before we get to close the distance, even though the next four months will be spent together over Skype, she is worth every single bit of time and effort and hours of sleep lost due to the time difference.
Becoming her girlfriend was the second-best thing I’ve ever done. Asking her to marry me two months ago was the first.
I love her beyond all distance, beyond all time-difference, beyond all cultural differences and racial backgrounds. These four months are going to crawl by, but there is no doubt in my mind that it’ll all be worth it, at the end of the day.
Find Alison on Tumblr here.
And I can be found here.