I haven’t written a post since the day my girlfriend, Kylie, left for New Zealand. I just haven’t felt it. But now, I’ve written a letter to her for Valentine’s Day.
(Those of you who are self-proclaimed Anti-Valentine’s Dayers probably should skip this post. Also, bitter people? I don’t know, but you’ve been warned. I’ll have a funny post next time, promise.)
Although it isn’t officially Valentine’s Day here in Canada, it now is in Christchurch. While I need no special occasion to tell you how I feel about you, this one does present an opportunity to write you a letter. I guess one good thing about our situation is, as I’ve said, that we get more time in each day. I don’t know how often I’ve heard someone say “24 hours in a day isn’t enough” – well, we get 42.
Since the resounding “click” that echoed through my mind the first time we met, I’ve felt more connected to you than any person I’ve met, before or after. While prior to meeting you, I scoffed at movies where they proffered such notions as “love at first sight” or “soul mates,” I now know that those things actually do exist.
I found them in you.
I chuckle when I think about all the times when we were on dates, or even just hanging around, and we said “hey…I really, really like you.” We both knew what we meant, but societal pressures prevented us from saying it so soon.
I’ll admit though, I was scared. We had entered into our relationship carefully, with much consideration. We both knew you’d be gone to New Zealand in a mere six months, and that was a big thing to think about.
And think I did. I stressed over it for weeks. Thought it through from every angle. And I was quite happy to share my conclusion with you, as we walked along the beach hand in hand on a gorgeous weekend. No matter how far you went – and let’s face it, you couldn’t get much further away – I wanted to try to make it work. You can imagine how thrilled I was when you expressed the same sentiment.
I mentioned how connected we are. That held true to the big moment when we first said “I love you.” I had wanted to discuss the New Zealand issue first, and with that settled, I knew I’d say it soon. Already I found myself holding it back on some occasions, scared I’d frighten you off. But the commitment to make it work over such a vast distance provided me some comfort in the fact that – hopefully – you reciprocated.
On the night I planned to say it, you said it first. It was nice. It was a surprise. I hadn’t planned exactly how I was going to say it, but I knew I was. But there we were, you driving us home from DQ, and I put Avicii’s “Wake Me Up” on.
“Oh I love you,” you blurted. I looked at you, speechless. You stared straight ahead, mouth slightly ajar, as if you couldn’t believe what you had just said.
“Wh-what?” I said, to which you quickly stammered “nothing!” But I knew. And I knew my response.
“I love you too.”
And since that day – well, even before – I’ve been madly, heels-over-head in love with you. Of course we’ve had a few couple’s squabbles, but that comes with the territory of learning all about someone new.
We started out as thinking we’d try seeing each other to see if it was even worth it, since you knew you were leaving. Now, we’re making this work over oceans, land, and an 18-hour time difference.
It’s been tough. We knew it would be. But being with you has changed my life, and I wouldn’t give that up for anything. You’ve taught me new things (and have promised to teach me more!), you’ve opened my mind to things that I hadn’t really considered before, and you’ve helped talk things out and make it better when I’m uncomfortable.
That’s one thing I really like, and appreciate, about you. If I have an issue with anything, even if it’s stupid, you’re more than willing to talk it out with me. On more serious topics, we’ll talk for five or six hours, and on a few occasions stay up until four or five in the morning to make sure we’re both okay with it. How lucky am I?
You’ve also caused me to cease believing in the saying “If it’s too good to be true, it probably isn’t.” If that were the case, then this wouldn’t be true. You’re not only gorgeous, but you as a person just seems almost outside the realm of possibility. You’re very intelligent; you have so much talent that you don’t even realize, and it makes me jealous and so proud at the same time; your kindness knows no boundary, yet you don’t let people walk over you; your honesty and truthfulness are traits I hold very high in regard, and I can’t tell you how much I appreciate you having them; and your unending love that you constantly display and make sure I know of gives me chills and warmth at the same time.
In short, you’re everything I could ever want in my other half, and even more than I would have ever thought to ask for should I have had the opportunity.
We’re going through a couple of the biggest challenges we’ll face right now. I know one hundred per cent that we’ll get through them, and we’ll be better off for it.
The highlights of my day are when I get to talk to you. Each morning I wake up and check my messages, and get a thrill when I have a message from you telling me about your night after I drifted off to sleep. I love that we can still have a “date” night where I stay up super late because I have the day off, so I can say goodnight to you properly. I’m glad you’re a part of my life – a huge one – and I plan on keeping it that way.
I guess the point of all this is simple: Kylie Rose Greenham, will you be my valentine?
You have until our Skype date tonight to decide. I’m really, really looking forward to that, by the way.
I love you with all my heart, Kylie.