I was going to post this onto my blog, (I typed it in wordpress..) but decided against it at the last minute because my girlfriend often reads my blog, so I thought it better to keep things under wraps for a little bit, unless of course you all think I should let her read it.
but anyway, here is the post:
I don't know where I am going with this post, so apologies if I wander, I just want to put down what I’m thinking today.
My girlfriend and I have been together for close on 4 months now. Reading back to my old posts about our first meeting was nothing new to me, because I remember the so obvious connection that we had like we met yesterday. It was one of the best feelings that I have ever experienced, and I will not soon forget it, if ever. Those feelings are still apparent today, and are stronger.
I have fallen in love. Heavily in love, wonderfully, and terribly, in love. There is nothing better, really there isn't, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. When we started seeing each other, I knew that things were going to have to end at some stage, because our lives were going in different directions, i.e. I am staying here, while she is going home to SA in June. I tried to keep things slow. I tried to take things one day at a time, enjoy what I had for what it was and make sure that I kept in mind what was inevitable. Now I am faced with saying goodbye to the most spectacularly amazing person I know, and I don't want to.
Following her home... Something I would do if I had options. Going home in June for good is not an option for me. My parents are still here, I refuse to start university straight after school, and our house is being rented out until Jan of 2007. It would mean starting from scratch, with a little bachelor-flat and a crappy job trying to support myself for a while, or leeching off my sister and her husband. Neither of which I want to do, but given the circumstances, I would.
I however, also knew something else at the beginning. And that was a small matter of the guy in SA. I knew that she shared a connection similar to ours with someone else. I knew it, and it bugged me big time, but what I felt for her was way too strong to let something like that get in the way. I knew right from the beginning, that I would lose her to him at some stage, and I accepted that, I knew that what we would have together would be great, and that as long as I kept in mind that she wasn't mine forever, things would be ok. I was wrong, I don't want to let go now. The thought of this guy anywhere near her makes my skin crawl. Just the other day I happened to notice the screensaver on my girlfriend’s phone was who I assume to be this guy. It made me livid. I am still angry. Really angry, but I know that it’s something I should never be angry about. It’s a small insignificant thing that shouldn't bother me. Especially since I knew all along that I was fighting a losing battle. But it does bother me. I love this girl, and she loves me, and it’s my fault for letting it get this far when I knew what would happen all along.
I want to beg her to stay here for a while longer, take a 6 month gap before university, so that we can go home together in 2007, but I know that that is not fair on her. Not at all, and I wouldn't even dream of asking her to do it for me. We both have our lives to lead, and I don't want to stop her or slow her down for one minute, because she has an amazingly bright future, and 5 minutes of wasted time would make me guilty for eternity.
Her valentine’s card to me read like this:
I smile bigger, laugh harder and think happier thoughts...
Days are brighter, nights are sweeter, cares are lighter...
It just feels easier...
I'm my happiest...
... because you're in my world
Every line rings true for me, and makes me love her more.
I am going to make her last few months here in Dubai her happiest if I can, and hope that things won’t be as hard as I think they will.
