Soon after that though, I started getting to know him a little better. I found out that he was actually quite mature for his age (at that time, he was only 17). He was sweet and caring and a gentleman to boot. He was tone deaf and wasn't much of an athletic person but he was smart and artistic. He had a lot of flaws but his wit and caring nature makes up for all of them. I had no idea at that time that this man would mean so much more to me.
We became best friends and started talking more often. Crazy thing is, he used to tell me that our relationship is that of two people who are "more than friends but not quite a couple". Soon after, we've developed a habit of talking via YM. The insane person in me posted a status one night that said "I think I like you". It was vague, or at least I thought so. But before I said goodnight to him I noticed his YM status. It simply said "Would you believe me if I said I felt the same?". It was the weirdest confession that I've ever heard of. Almost two years after that, we became a couple.
We have been together for four years now. Every day is an adventure. We've had countless fights. We have a habit of arguing about the dumbest things. We say hurtful things without meaning to and we usually end up mad at the other person for not giving in. We both have pride as high as the Himalayas and a superiority complex that makes admitting mistakes somewhat close to swallowing pins. We have, however, made it work. We've made adjustments to accommodate the other. We've learned to swallow our pride and admit mistakes. We love each other enough to understand that winning isn't always important and that sometimes losing an argument is better than losing the person you love. Four years later and I have yet to find an urge or a reason to leave him. Four years later and I have yet to find anyone I love more than I love him or anyone that can compare to him. Four years later and he is still the best person that I've ever met. Four years that I have loved him and the feeling is just getting stronger and stronger every day.
The man in the picture is my prince charming, my one true love. I will never love anyone as much as I love him. This man made me believe in forever again and I intend to spend that forever with him.