'm not only speaking for myself, but for the
"One" I truly might have met on the internet. Speaking for myself, I was
extremely skeptical of meeting someone at all before being deployed to
South Korea for a year. On the other hand, I never imagined meeting
someone so amazing that my every thought, my every word was absorbed and
loved by her presence in my life. How could it be that I would think
about her driving my car, watching television, out with my friends, or
just about anywhere humanly possible to imagine she was there. Itís so
unexplainable the vast feelings I had for someone who seemed so magical
Yet, we were both afraid, so much afraid,
but so attracted to one another itís really hard to explain without
using the word Love. And I embarrassedly so much more scared than her.
I say embarrassedly because I felt
ashamed that she loved me more than I was afraid to admit. It was so
hard for me to say it, so hard for me to admit it, but one thing was for
certain, I was head over heels for her. Unfortunately, I couldn't say
the three golden words every man wants to be able to say, but I knew in
my heart and prayed that sheíd be the "One."
It was so hard for me given our
situations: I, an Army Officer, and her with a career, a family, and a
bright future with such distance between us in the short term. But one
thing was for certain, I couldn't find one flaw with her, no not one.
The whole time I kept asking myself what am I thinking, she's all you've
ever wanted, yet I put up a defense mechanism to shield my love of her.
Sheís so genuinely compassionate, sexy and romantic, full of laughter,
and has the prettiest smile Iíve come across in Georgia yet. I mean Iíve
always believed in a good smile and by far she won with no contest.
With each passing day, I got a better
picture of her. Though we never saw each other in person, I felt a
connection with her that is different than any other girlfriend I ever
had. It was weird how each was curious about the other like a cat and
mouse game, except the cat and mouse game was more than just a game, it
was romantic reality where two people were searching for something,
something neither of them have ever truly experienced before. It all
started like no other relationship, I have ever encountered. I
superficially clicked yes to Ashley only bargaining for her name and yet
I got so much more in return, itís frightening how much I was crazy
Pondering my yes, she eventually matched,
though at first she declined. I donít know what it must have been, but I
know I was truly blessed. I quickly sent her an email explaining all the
intricacies of who I was, what I was about and all that stuff. I rattle
off what I wanted and what I was in search of, like a true romantic. She
responded and we talked about everything with not one topic becoming a
barrier between my Ashley and I.
It was amazing how we could be so honest
with each other and tell each other exactly how we were feeling. One
thing led to another and Ashley was mine and I was hers. Promises were
made on both sides: Promises to keep one another and not to harm each
other. Promises to be honest, to kiss, to dance, and not to cheat, and
most importantly, promises to try and discover if they truly loved each
other as they both had hoped.
I count myself lucky to call Ashley my
girlfriend. Hers and only hers,