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India and I met in highschool, she was a freshman, and I was a sophomore. You'd think this was a highschool sweetheart story, but that is where it ended. After I graduated, I moved with my family, and she moved with hers, soon after I was shipped off to bootcamp. Where our story truly began is when I came back three months later.
We picked up our phones and started talking. I couldn't help thinking... wow... she looks amazing... We started flirting and talking. A year later, and I was at my first duty station. We were still talking, our talks were getting deeper and we were learning more about each other. She told me that she'd be up in my state for a little bit, and she'd love to see me, how could I refuse?
I drove to her Grandma's house, and it was then we had our first kiss. She'll deny it, but I got out of my car and it was the most awkward thing ever. I went in, though neither of us expected it to happen, we bumped noses, cheeks until finally our lips met. I felt like I was shot with a taser...
We went and saw The Dark Knight Rises together, it was difficult not kissing her while she had her legs on my lap and head on my shoulder. After we went to the mall and walked around, went and bought Mean Girls before going back to her Grandmother's house and watching it. I didn't want to leave, so I stayed in a hotel that night. She snuck out of the house the following morning and woke me...
India and I have been together for over a year now, in a very successful long distance relationship. We make a point to see each other every two months, and we talk almost nonstop. I am in the longest conversation of my life that has lasted for the past three years with her, and I couldn't be more happy. She is the love of my life who knows how to save me from myself.
I love you, Angel Lips, always and forever. |
