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| Fri, 05-26-2006 - 4:35pm |
A couple years ago, I was the single one. Everyone was in a relationship but ME. Although I listened intently to my friends stories about their boyfriends, I was secretly jealous...jealous that I didnt have a boyfriend to call my own. With that, I decided that divine intervention would be the best option. Every night, I got on my knees and asked the Lord to bring someone special into my life that would love me for me. I knew that he was out there, and I was reassured that we were both sleeping underneath the same sky. Although I didnt know his name, what he looked like, or where he lived, I talked to him. I would tell him that I cant wait to meet him, tell him how my day went, and I would close the brief conversation with a "I love you". As corny as this sounds, I repeated this ritual every night for 3 years straight. Somehow, the Lord answered my prayers and bought him out of my dreams and into my life.
Intially, we were best friends. We would spend hours on AIM talking about the most random stuff...from who was the hottest on 'Saved by the Bell' to why the Count on Seasame Street had that messed up accent (dont ask why...lol). Surprisingly enough, we were complete opposites. I was an Art major, he was a science major. I was outgoing, and involved in everything under the sun while he prefered his solitude and remained quiet most of the time. We both thought we wanted our significant other to mirror own OWN selves, but our polarities is what drew us together. Little did we both know, we were falling in love. Our first kiss came almost 7 months after we first met. It began with me hugging him goodbye, then a small kiss on the ear, then finally his lips. It was the sweetest kiss that one could imagine. Love was uncharted territory for both us. Although he was intially apprehensive (he didnt want to wreck our friendship) he couldnt ignore the persistant calling of love...he described this intial phase as "travelling into a new abyss called love".
In our relationship, love wasnt forced, manipulated, or otherwise tainted. It gew slowly, surely, and gently. thats what made it so sweet. We both made a pact with each other to always communicate honestly and candidly. Most of all, we promised that our love will continue to be based on the friendship that was already established. Whether it was videogame tournaments, nights of cuddling, or Ace Ventura movie marathons, we were still best friends as well as lovers. Although we had the normal bumps and bruises (like every relationship), fortunately they were few. We stood by each other through thick and thin...he told me his secrets, I told him mine. I allowed myself to be vunerable, for him to see my weaknesses...something in which very VERY few people have seen. He comforted me through my pain and lent his shoulder to catch my falling tears. I seen his vunerability as well; he let me explore a part of his soul that remained hidden for so long. I called him my African Prince, and he was. One thing about us...although we were deeply in love, we knew EXACTLY why we were in college. To Learn. It hurt not seeing each other for days because we both were overly preoccupied with our academics, but it was all for the good. We pushed each other academically because after all...we paying this university too much money NOT to take it seriously! lol
After almost a 4 year relationship, we have parted ways. Sometimes people just drift apart. The Lord brought him into my life for an important reason, and he is taking him out of my life for a reason as well. We are on different paths right now...he is moving overseas for sometime, and I am possible moving to Chicago. Now is the time for us to begin chasing our dreams that we have had for so long. Over the next few years, we are going to grow, mature, and really experience life outside of this protective bubble called college and outside of our safe relationship. He is going to have other relationships, as with I. We both are bound to fall in love again with other people. However, I am very optimistic that the Lord will draw our hearts together again, like he did years ago.
Before I knew him, I was a self-proclaimed "player" or "man-izer". Although many of these young men were very nice, educated, and treated me fairly well, something wasnt quite right about them. I couldnt and still cannot quite put my finger on it. But somehow the FIRST time I came encounter with him (before our friendship even blossomed) I knew RIGHT AWAY that he was the right. His quiet introverted spirit had a spark that I never seen in anyone in life, even until this day with all the people I have encountered here at this HUGE university and my travels abroad.
Even if the Lord doesnt see fit to bring us back together again IN LOVE, we are still going to be friends for the rest of our lives and still share something very special. We promised each other that.
