Are you in love?

First off I apologize if someone else has done this before or if this belongs in a different place...

Anyway, if you believe you are or have been in love, feel free to post here about it here.
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I am currently led to believe I am in love at this moment. I have never felt the way I do around this girl. I think about her, see her if at all possible, and cannot imagine my life without her. We have been going out six months and I see no end in sight. I can talk to her about anything: I'm to the point where I want her to live in happiness, even at the sacrifice of my own.

We met almost six months ago at a camp, held by the local children's theatre. Every summer I do it, and 2008 held no special exception. I go to an all-boys school, so I know very well how pigs they are. I decided to try their approach(very unusual of me) and scout the girls over there. I admit, I didn't see anything spectacular at first, but I did see a couple of "good" lookers. Anyway, the first time I talked to "her" was right before dance practice on the first day. I think she said I should go out for a feminine role, which on any usual day wouldn't have irked me. However, on that day I decided to flex my muscles at her to show how "feminine" I was: to this day she says it was very disturbing at the time.

Next day nothing special happened either till about an hour before we let out. I saw Amy(that's her name) sitting in the corner of the room drawing. I love to draw myself, so I walked over to get a preview. It was a very well drawn-out comic, though the general plot kind of went over my head with a quick scan. Amy seemed aware of my confusion and pointed out that their were "inside jokes" that I may not get. I laughed and looked over the comic once more to see if I could pick up on them. After rattling my brain for a minute, it dawned on me exactly what she had drawn: it was a parody of RE4, complete with Leon in boxers and Ashley waking him up for the release of Silent Hill 5. To find a girl intrested in games was hard enough, not to mention finding one who likes the same kind of games as you. I suggested that Amy give Leon heart-shaped boxers "for some good ole' eye-candy". She quickly took the suggestion and we spent the majority of that and the next day discussing it with her.

Next day I stuck onto her like glue: so much, in fact, that I quickly became aware of it and began to question my exact feelings for Amy. During this time of "self-exploration", one of mine(and also Amy's) good friend caught me staring at her and asked me if I liked her. Caught off-guard, I replied "I don't know", and quickly cursed at myself afterwards as I saw her run off and talk to Amy...

>_< I'll learn someday to keep my mouth shut.

Next day I learned a LOT about Amy: about her popularity at the theatre, about her amazing acting and singing abilities, and I found myself more and more drawn to her till I knew I liked her. There was a problem though: I had been through this before. I've had a good friendship with someone and ruined it because I admitted my feelings toward her. I decided to just let luck decide if I would ask her out: I told myself not to pussy out of the chance to ask her out if given the chance.

That chance came the next day.

With about 40 minutes of class left, we found ourselves together alone on stage right. We sat in silence for about 15 minutes, "looking over the script", when I took a chair and faced it toward her suddenly. I knew I wouldn't do it unless I forced myself. I looked straight at her and said:

"Amy, I know we're good friends and I really enjoy hanging out with you, but I have to confess I like you more than that... "

She looked at me hard with those big, soft brown eyes for a second and replied "You mean like what?"

"I..."

I choked.
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No literally, a stray camper came from behind and thought it would be funny to choke me with a block of wood.

After getting him off me, I quickly turned around and said:

"I like you enough to ask you to go out with me."

Time froze. I stopped breathing, feeling, living...
Seconds passed by.

Amy then shrugged her shoulders and said "OK."

I sat there for a second and asked for another moment. I leaned back in the chair and yelled "YES!" at the top of my lungs and took my place by her side.

I have much more to say about this, but it will have to wait for a time when I'm not typing through my I-touch. But I will say that the next day I didn't exactly leave the best impression as boyfriend material...

So me and Amy are in the lunch line when our friend(who is also my one and only ex) walks up to us:

Friend: hey Branden(me), can I borrow you girlfriend?
Me: only if I can watch
Amy+friend: ...
Me: *mentally kicks own ass*
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The very first day in the relationship for us was.... awkward. Neither of us had a clue what to do, so generally I just put my arm around her and talked to her a lot. Little did I realize that I was making her incredibly uncomfortable, and a friend mentioned that Amy liked her own space so I gave her some of that. The weekend came and I wasn't sure I was to do anything: I called her at 9:00 pm on Saturday to talk to her and I waited till that late to make sure she was done with dinner and stuff, but apparently that was the time where she goes to take a bath(which is the complete opposite to me: I take them in the mornings).

So next day I talk to her on the phone and I could tell she was incredibly.... unintrested. I was pacing the kitchen trying to figure out what I had done exactly while talking to her, but nothing came to mind really. I just assumed she was absorbed in playing the sims and eventually dropped the conversation for that day.

The next week we still had camp, so we were sure to see each other(obviously): this made me happy and sad on two accounts. I was happy because, well hey, it's my girlfriend! But I was said because I wasn't sure if she said yes because she had feelings for me also or if it was just a "meh I'll give him a chance." thing. Which it turned out to be, btw. Well, it became apparently obvious that she was avoiding me and it was getting on my nerves. Not because she was avoiding me: I don't mind that as much as I probably should have. I was just bothered the whole time because I thought I did something wrong. So finally one time I got her attention and told her I just wanted to talk about nothing serious.

"Amy, I want you to know two things about me: I'm stupid and simple. It's a terrible combination, so if I do something wrong your going to have to tell me immediantly otherwise I won't know and I'll do it again."

Amy's expression to that was unreadable: I thought I could read into her a little, but since Thursday she's been a miniature human puzzle! She replied "OK same for me please." and quietly walked away after some chit chat. Apparently I was failing somewhere and I needed to pick up fast....

Wednsday comes and Amy, me, two other friends, and Druggedfox all went to the mall together to hang out. Really, I don't know what exactly happened that day: I remember playing DDR, eating dinner, and small other stuff while looking around at different shops. Druggy+I left first before the others did, and somewhere between that time and the next day Amy realized she had an intrest in me because she seeked me out and gave me a hug.

Well things only went uphill from there: we were going(still going) very slowly, but we were making progress at least. We hung out during the week and for our first real date we went to see a movie(how original). Later on I got my driver's license(August 16th to be exact xD) and I could very easily drive to her house where we met even more.

There was one small issue coming up and that was her birthday. To be honest, I had no idea what to get her: but I didn't have to look far. Turns out my step-grandmother took all of the grandchildren out to grab clay animals and we could paint them however we like. Well, I decided to grab the classical pig because I was bored and instead of the usual pink I painted it gray: then as a joke I gave it a bleeding eye, black toes, and stitches where the coin insert slot was and made it a cool zombie pig!

Yes I gave it to her for her birthday too! She loves it(or so she says), and it's on her desk whenever I walk into her room. Her birthday was fun also: she had a good dinner at her house and I really got to know her parents a lot better. I can't remember how exactly we got into it, but me and amy were cuddling upstairs and her brother somehow hit the subject of kissing: which me and Amy hadn't done yet. Needless to say, we did my the end of the night(as I was leaving), and the whole way home I set "drops of jupiter" on repeat. The song and kiss were still on repeat in my head for the entire school week also.
 
That was an enjoyable read, and judging from what you said, it would seem your in love with her, but i'm not one to judge. I have never been in love, but i'll get there someday. Two failed relationships have taught me some damn good life lessons, and hopefully college next year will yield some great opportunities.
 
Wow, you are one smooth operator.
Try to think about what you say first.

Your question was verging on passive agressive, as well.
In fact it wasn't even a question.
 
I split up with my ex about a year ago, and have not really had a satisfactory realationship since then. I'm always on the lookout though...

(Olie needs to lose weight)
 
I do believe I'm in love as well. :)

I met Kirsty in college, early 2006 IIRC. She'd made the 'first move' of sorts, though she did have a boyfriend. It was a little odd at first, we were definitely just friends but there was a slight hint of something more straight away. The first time we met, I was just listening to some music through my speakers in the gaming boothe sat at a table alone, waiting for some friends to finish a class. She sat next to me, most likely because she liked the music I was listening to (some early Fall Out Boy and Taking Back Sunday). So we started talking, and got along. She found me on Myspace a little later and we started to talk more and see more of eachother around college etc.

I'd recently come out of a 'rather' long relationship, for me, at the tiem anyway. Roughly five months with a girl that I did genuinely like and felt a bit down after losing her. Kirsty broke up with her boyfriend after being with him for around two months, so I started to try and get with her eventually. It was really strange, as she kept saying she just wanted to be friends. But always inviting me to the cinema, with just her, and cuddling up to me. So as you would, I persisted in asking her out, but still she said no for some reason.

Eventally, I got another girlfriend, but that was a bit of a mistake. She was took clingy and annoying, so I ended that after around two months. Kirsty then invited me to a Taking Back Sunday concert in May 2006, which we went to. I cuddled her a lot, but the kiss never happened and I started to think this relationship would never happen. So I go another girlfriend in 2006 not too long after, after again failing to get Kirsty to say yes. I kissed Kirsty at the cinema when I had a girlfriend, which I'm not very proud of. But it was obvious to me Kirsty was the girl I wanted. So I broke up with Lauren (I'm not sure why I asked her in the first place even though she was really nice) after around two months of being with her to try and get Kirsty one last time. I spoke with her, and she decided to break up with her boyfriend to be with me. We eventually got together on November 13th 2006.

Now, it was low key at first, since we still had a lot to figure out about eachother, but it's been great being with her and she's a great match for me. She loves Pokémon, but doesn't play competitively; so she doesn't mind me spending ages on Smogon even when she's round at my house. We like a lot of the same music and have a very similar sense of humour and television show interests. She's even warming up to soccer now instead of complaining about me watching that a lot.

I actually asked Kirsty to marry me on April 19th 2007 at a LostProphets concert, because Taking Back Sunday were one of the support bands. Kirsty said that she finally realized at the first Taking Back Sunday concert we went to that I was the one for her as well. So I felt it was fitting to propose while Taking Back Sunday were performing. Luckily they played the song I wanted to do it to as well, so that was quite fitting, Looking back it was probably too soon to get engaged... but I'm still glad I did.

We've been together over 2 years, 2 months now, and still going as strong as ever. :)
 
I would say that I have loved. I loved my ex Asian girlfriend, who ended up breaking my heart. Love is so loosely defined that I could say that I love Olie (though it is possible I do). Love is something which I believe is something that can't exist mutually between two people. Love means you can't imagine not being with the other person, they're always on your mind. This just can't work, no relationship ever works like that. Guys watch porn when they're married, women read magazines and watch movies with Leonardo DiCaprio (or whoever you're in love with). I mean, I loved my girlfriend, I couldn't imagine not being with her, but the feeling wasn't mutual, meaning it wasn't love.

EDIT: Awh Havak <3
 
it sounds cheesy, but i'm in love with my life, and everything in it, especially the people. and we fight just like lovers, but we usually make up. always have so far.

and, i'm also falling back in love with the person who did the most damage...which isn't a good sign, right?
 
I need to love myself before I can love anyone else. "I don't love myself why should you" comes to mind.
 
Yes, I am in love with Syberia. He is cute and sweet and sensitive and does the cleaning. What more could a girl ask for than to see a guy doing the dishes topless.

We fell in love while talking to each other over the internet on AIM (took him a while to figure out I was a girl). We talked to each other for the first time over the phone on Christmas night (a great present for the two of us). We finally got to meet in July of 2006 and were best friends right from the start. (He farted in my face the first day down for some reason). He came down to Southern California for college and would come to visit me at my college 35 miles away. After I decided that I hated the students at my college I left after one semester and moved to Long Beach, 20 miles from his college. I lived there from Jan to may and then moved to Irvine and we have lived together ever since. We are very happy and very much in love and we are each other’s best friends.

Love is something which I believe is something that can't exist mutually between two people. Love means you can't imagine not being with the other person, they're always on your mind. This just can't work, no relationship ever works like that. Guys watch porn when they're married, women read magazines and watch movies with Leonardo DiCaprio (or whoever you're in love with).

Sounds like you had a bad experience, but I beg to differ. Yes Love can be mutual between two people. Syberia and I love eachother and do not like to be apart. And I must say some relationships do work out like that, I would definitely say we do. You are still young and have much to learn. Syberia and I however have always been a little above our age group.

And I like your story havak, that's sweet.
 
I know I am.

I've been dating my girlfriend, Samantha, for almost a year now. I've known her in total for a year and a half. I don't really have many exciting stories to share, because I suck at translating things from my mind into text that aren't code, but I do have one thing to share. When I was going to ask her out, I was about to drive somewhere with her and a good and insightful friend of mine, Rob. Rob realized what I was going to do and politely informed us that he would walk. Bless you, Rob.
 
Yes i am, i'm in love with a girl that left me and i still love her, i think she loves me too but we just couldn't keep the relationship alive, i dunno, i would like if we try again in the future :/...
 
I am in love with my girlfriend, and yeah it's mostly cause she's the most amazing chick ever. Her name's Brooklyn (which is dope in itself, right) and she's totally hot and totally chillen. I met her at work, and suprisingly enough, she thinks that the nerdy stuff that I do is sweet, though the rest of what i do being less than nerdy probably helps with that.

Anyways yeah, totally in love.
 
yehh, you see, i know this reeeeeeally insanely hot girl and were like, really good mates so i dont want the friendship ruined :(
its absolutely killing me coz ive never felt this way about anyone OR anything ever, and i have a nintendo wii, most of the pokemon games, an r4 and a hamster, and my life is like, incomplete without her :(
 
I don't know if I'm in love any more. I met the boy in question at college, he was my lecturer. We started a relationship on a college trip to Berlin when we were both drunk and admitted to each other how we feel. We've been through a lot since then; he lied to me about something important, we split up last summer, I had a miscarriage. We got back together about a week before I was due to start college for the second year.
Unfortunately, our relationship was outed in college two weeks into the new term. He lost his job and I got thrown out. Now he's 80 miles away doing a PhD and facing cancer, bipolar disorder and bankruptcy. I'm doing my A levels alone with severe depression, no friends, and a bit of an alcohol problem. I've not really heard from him much of late; we split up again in December because I attempted suicide and he couldn't cope with any more.
He's supposed to be coming down to see me as my parents are away for two weeks to sort out our relationship, but I have not heard from him.
He is the love of my life, but sometimes I just feel too damaged to feel it any more.
 
My experiences thus far have unfortunately demonstrated that love is a high-risk/high-reward sort of thing. Also, not much fun when the person you end up emotionally dependent on is scared of commitment and validates herself via meaningless 'relationships' with whoever piques her fancy.
 
I guess i'll post my little love story. :P Anyways, back in Late April of 08, I met this amazing girl named Jessica in my Film production class. She didn't know that I liked her until, you know, asked her out to go to the next dance with me. The really odd part was that, she asked me out at the same time. After that moment, I knew I found a girl I would really like to stay with.

As weeks passed, everything was going great, we would allways meet up at Starbucks and just sit there and talk(Starbucks got pissed off once because we werent buying anything lol)until about 5 minutes before school got in. we started to go out on dates to the movies and such but this is what ruined 2008 for me. My dad had been searching for a new job since about Jaunuary 2008. But with my shit luck, he found a job on the complete opposite side of the state. When I told Jessica that, she just started crying. She said "There isn't anything you can do to stay here?". that is about all I remember quote-wise. anyways on my last day of school, she wasn't there. so my parents decided to leave the next day so I can just go to school to say goodbye. I just happened to see her walking back to class and I said goodbye at that time. I do remember her saying "Can we try to keep dating over the internet?" As my most obvious answer, I said of course.

A month passed after the move and I was messaging her on Myspace. No Reply. I checked every day of my summer to see if she was on. Never. She never answered her phone to my calls. But on my birthday, of all god-forsaken days, she messages me back and says, "Blake it isn't going to work out like this, call me when your moving back." And we haven't talk since. if it wasn't for my dad getting a new job, that he doesn't even like, I could have stayed with her for much longer than I did.

But the extremely odd thing to me is that ever since that break-up, it has been like i've lost my legs because I haven't had a girlfriend since. I probably won't ever find I girl that loved me as much as I loved her.
well that's my little story.
 
I don't know if I'm in love any more. I met the boy in question at college, he was my lecturer. We started a relationship on a college trip to Berlin when we were both drunk and admitted to each other how we feel. We've been through a lot since then; he lied to me about something important, we split up last summer, I had a miscarriage. We got back together about a week before I was due to start college for the second year.
Unfortunately, our relationship was outed in college two weeks into the new term. He lost his job and I got thrown out. Now he's 80 miles away doing a PhD and facing cancer, bipolar disorder and bankruptcy. I'm doing my A levels alone with severe depression, no friends, and a bit of an alcohol problem. I've not really heard from him much of late; we split up again in December because I attempted suicide and he couldn't cope with any more.
He's supposed to be coming down to see me as my parents are away for two weeks to sort out our relationship, but I have not heard from him.
He is the love of my life, but sometimes I just feel too damaged to feel it any more.

I think you need him closer than you think. Usually if people are in shit, they need someone strong to help them through and help them find a path again.

As for me, not in love at the moment (got broken up in September)... there are a few girls I am superficially attracted to and would definitely want to date and investigate further, but there are a few issues here and there (mostly that girls I like have partners already or are way too independent) and also I am damn picky about girls because I think if I want a relationship I want to invest in it properly. Those things cost time and money and I'd rather not end up investing in a bottomless pit, so to speak.
 
A resounding, unequivical Yes.

Essentially, me and Sarah met playing Pokemon. We met on Netbattle, and started talking, and we found out that we liked so many of the same things (we're both avid gamers, interested in anime and other JP stuff, and just had a diverse range of experience and exposure), and she introduced me to so many more things (Sarah is responsible for getting me into Touhou - please don't break out the torches and pitchforks ;_;). Talking with her was, and is, very fun.

Unfortunately, after a few months of dating, I had trouble coming to see Sarah due to computer/family problems, then had to go on vacation for a month. The aformentioned problems only intensified, and ultimately, I had to break up with her. This affected her very much, and even though she still loved me and wanted me back, I also had to work to regain her trust. You see, she (though I didn't really know then) was suicidal even before I left, and this got worse because of that. I still regret leaving her.

It's kind of find the words to describe her, or our relationship...she can be tempermental, and she may occasionally do something I dislike or we might not be on the exact same page...but she is also very loving, understanding, modest, and devoted, as well.

Our relationship isn't "perfect" (though it often feels that way) but the wonderful thing is that no matter what happens, we seem to be able to talk our way out of nearly any disagreement or problem (many couples often can't). And in the end, we love each other, so we work it out, because we love and respect the each other.

In a sense, even though I don't love everything about her...I love everything about her. I may dislike certain things she may do (for example, she likes to tease a lot, and sometimes it's too much for me - AS people tend to not handle that well) but at the same time, I just love the person she is with all my heart.

I love a lot of her little quirks - a lot of the time she spams me with random imageboard stuff that she finds funny or interesting, or random Youtubes.

Right now, we haven't been able to meet each other (I live in Maryland, and she lives in Mexico), and we're both still in school (which we both hate but are disinclined to quit) but we plan to meet each other, move in together, and settle down in the semi-near future. I love her, and I want to spend my entire life with her.
 
I am married....

..... so no.

Wait! Yes. Don't tell my wife I said that. ._.

But really, we've been married for about 2 and a half years, and we were together for several years before that. I first went to college in 2002, and I didn't socialize well - never did, and never went to parties and such - so I found an out on the Internet. I spent most of my time on the GSbots. One night in October that year I started talking to someone I had met in a chat room. The more we talked, the more we liked each other. We called it love then but I hesitate to do so now because, hard as you try, you can't love someone you don't know. But we really enjoyed talking to each other and we wanted to try to make it work. The problem was... I lived on the Gulf Coast of Missisippi, and she lived in Pennsylvania, on the border of New York. Worlds apart.

I decided that I was going to fly up there the weekend of Valentine's Day 2003. I quickly discovered that flying was not my strong suit (it was my first time flying). I am naturally a very nervous person anyway, so the anxiety of flying on top of it proved to be too much. I flew from MS to Memphis, TN, and spent most of the 45-minute flight barfing my guts out. When we were descending, I couldn't stay in the bathroom anymore and had to sit in the back of the plane. It was one of the most humiliating things of my life.

You would think my wife would have been pretty turned off by this occurence - I would certainly see how this would hurt the trust of someone, because how did she actually know I got on the plane anyway and didn't just make that up? She trusted me, though, and flew down to see me the next week. It worked out pretty well actually, because conincidentally, she had an aunt and uncle that lived on Keesler Air Force Base in Biloxi, MS, which was about an hour drive from where I lived. So she used the excuse that she was visiting them and flew down to see me for a week. That had to be one of the best weeks of my life. When I saw her get off the plane, I truly believed in love at first sight.

All good things must come to an end, though, so she left after a week's stay. I bumbled through the rest of the semester and went up to PA to visit her during the summertime - took AmTrack this time! I told my parents I would only be staying 2-3 weeks, unless I found a job, in which case I'd spend the summer up there. They were pretty adamant about me finding a summertime job regardless of where I was. It was a pretty horrowing experience for me, and I'd imagine for my parents as well - my mother especiallly - when I told them I wasn't coming back.

We actually got engaged that fall. We eventually got our own apartment in 2004 and lived together until we were married on July 22, 2006. During that 2ish year period we both toiled about working at Wal-Mart and just doing enough to get by. I had had enough of that though and wanted to go back to college - the problem was that there were no local colleges in the area, and really nowhere better than Wal-Mart to work either. So, after we got married, we moved back down to Mississippi. I'm back in college... and still here... and we both have much better jobs, and actually just bought our first house.

But I can say that I've been blessed to experience love. I don't know exactly how I'd define it, but I know that there is no greater love than to be willing to give your life for the one your hold dear, and that's how I feel about my wife.
 
Altmer, I think you're right. and I do love him. :)

Then you should really go for it because he needs you (how is he ever going to face battling cancer alone) and you need him (you can't battle depression and addiction on your own)
 
"I..."

I choked.
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No literally, a stray camper came from behind and thought it would be funny to choke me with a block of wood.

Haha, nice. You tell a good story, man.

We've been together over 2 years, 2 months now, and still going as strong as ever. :)

Dude... your story is almost a mirror image of mine, which I will relate later.

(He farted in my face the first day down for some reason).

This made me laugh out loud. If that isn't love, I don't know WHAT is.

Altmer, I think you're right. and I do love him. :)

Altmer is 100000% right. I wish I had more to add, but I think you get it.

But I can say that I've been blessed to experience love. I don't know exactly how I'd define it, but I know that there is no greater love than to be willing to give your life for the one your hold dear, and that's how I feel about my wife.

Awesome post man. One of my favorite quotes is, "Love is giving someone the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to."

On that note... yes, I am in love. It is unfortunate because my situation is similar to Havak's in that she always turned my advances away. What makes it all the more difficult is that she'll get a couple drinks in her and come onto me.

Here's the thing: she's terrible for me. She tries to say she considers me one of her closest friends, but every time we make plans she blows them off. It seems she only wants me around at her convenience, which I'm completely sick of. She was just beaten around by an ex-boyfriend, and it's obvious to me that she primarily dates assholes and I'm a nice-guy change of pace for her.

But... she never opens up to me. Two weekends ago she made plans with me to have dinner, and then when I tried to get in touch with her to finalize it she didn't return my call or texts. From that point on I have cut her loose and will no longer be responding to her messages.

I already miss having her around. That's what makes love so shitty: you don't get to choose who you love. akuchi, you know what I'm talking about, which is why you know Altmer is right.
 
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