I met a girl on the 22nd and we hit it off wonderfully. I gave her my number and she called the very next day. We had our first date that Wednesday and had a wonderful time, and there was something in the air that couldnt be explained…
Every day since then we have been together, and no matter what we are doing its perfect. Be it driving around, sitting at home sharing a drink, or out with friends…the feeling is so intense I can’t find words for it. It’s not physical…its almost spiritual. I’m intensely in love with her, and for the first time in my life, I’m more attracted to who a woman is, than what she appears to be.
I feel like I’ve known this girl my entire life, like everything that has ever been wrong is suddenly right, and the feeling between us is completely mutual. We’ve barely known each other yet there is nothing between us that isn’t sacred. Words and honesty, experiences and our lives seem to parralel each other in so many ways.
Sex isn’t even in the picture…its a deep and complete emotional bond that has started to grow and overwhelm me…and its something I dont picture ever leaving…its something that even in the most intense relationships I’ve been in that I’ve never experienced, and it feels perfect.
I’ve never been so honest, so comfortable, and so secure with another person in my life. It’s like being in the safest place one can imagine and having no fears, no concerns…and then I realize I’ve only known her a week…but I know that I’ve loved her a lifetime. I know I found my soulmate, and for the first time in my life I believe in the power of love.
Has anyone else experienced such a thing or have the belief that its possible?
Adore it, cherish every damn moment if its only a week or eternity.
Connection with a human being is, IMHO, the greatest thing an individual can aspire to.
I know how you are feeling. Don’t let anyone get in the way of feeling that good. Ever. (in conflicting advice, watch out that your private wonderful world doesn’t exclude the people you still know and love.)
I not only believe its possible I think that its the way things should be.
I hope it encourages you to know that YES it happens.
It happened to me, I married him, and 7 years later (married 2 1/2) I feel the same way. Love him fiercely, completely, and unconditionally. We play games together, pal around, take care of each other and love one another. We respect each other and have a beautiful trust. It wondered the same thing at first (infatuation? lust?), but I’m happy to report that it turned out to be the real deal. I knew it in my heart right away, and I’d never felt that way about anyone before. (and I’d already been married once)
Do not let people tell you it’s impossible- it’s not. Many people doubted our quickly developing relationship, but in the end they simply did not understand, having never experienced it themselves. Very sad for them.
Enjoy!
Zette
I personally would be scared of having such consuming emotions after only knowing a person for 10 days.
However, I sounds like love to me! Maybe it won’t end up being a forever love and maybe it will. Enjoy every minute of it while you have whither it is six weeks or sixty years.
My husband and I were the same way when we started dating. We couldn’t get enough of each other’s company. He’d call me from work. I’d call him between my classes. We’d rush to meet each other every evening. Our friends often told us we were “disgustingly” in love.
We’re better now. We’re only “disgusting” once in a while. I’ll tell you though, that soulmate feeling… it’s such a rush.
Enjoy these moments. Things will eventually settle down, and you’ll have a normal, comfortable relationship. The normalcy is a good thing, believe me. Don’t get all wigged out just because the fireworks slowed down. Constantly glowing embers will provide you with the warmth you’ll need for the long haul.
(((SkySlash))) Thank you for sharing your joy with us! It’s always a day-brightener to read things like that.
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Seriously, though, it can, and does, happen. Just remember not to take it too fast. I know this is the first ‘real’ person you’ve had in your life since your last breakup and sometimes finding something new is the most exciting thing that can happen. You may very well have found ‘the one’, but just take your time. You’re young, and if this is for real, and I hope it is, she’s not going anywhere. Just don’t try to make it something it’s not.
Again, I hope everything continues going so well for you.
Congratulations Sky! You just described nearly perfectly what Vince (Demo) and I experienced (and are still experiencing everyday!) in literally our first few encounters with each other. The knowing, the safety, the deepest bond, the lack of lust (I know that looks strange to some, but it is true, sexual desire was not present during the beginning of our romance, it was so much deeper than that, but don’t worry, it does come, and when it does, whoa-boy, lookout! I never believed in soulmates, or true love, I thought the fairy-tale novels and love songs of this world were just that, fairy tales. After meeting Vince, the definition of love completely changed, and again this may look weird, but the closest comparison I have is the love for my children.
So yes, it does happen and yes people won’t believe you, but don’t let them dishearten you. From what I have read here it seems like you have found true love. Try to take it slow and savor each moment, these memories of discovering each other will be so sweet when you are both wrinkled and rocking away on the front porch. Good Luck!!
Congratulations, SkySlash - you sound disgustingly happy Friends sat that about my husband and me, that we are disgustlingly, nauseatingly happy - and we are. It happened in a flash at the beginning, but three years later, it’s still here.
Take it easy and relax. If it’s real, then it will be lasting. Don’t try to hurry it.
Yeah, yeah . . . Enjoy it while ya can . . . Then she turns out to be married or a lesbian or “just wants to be friends” or is transferred to Upper Slobovia . . .
Anyway, Sky, of course it’s possible otherwise it wouldn’t have happened to you. Right? Since other people are sharing their stories, and I don’t have one, I’ll tell you about my mom and dad.
They met somewhere. Damn if I can remember where… I’ll call my dad. Hang on. They met in a parking lot at a wedding reception. She was 17 (or 18 and still living with her parents) and a senior in high school. He was 22 or 23, and living… somewhere. Okay, none of this is really important except that they met. She, trying to make her old boyfriend jealous, (Hehehe… I never knew that part before) approached my dad and introduced herself. He did the same and she kissed him. They talked for a while before going inside to dance. They danced all night. (Awww…)
After the reception they went… somewhere. (Damn, I should have asked where. Oh well.) My dad says that they talked for hours that night. About everything, about nothing. He knew that she was “the one”. So, without a ring or anything, he asked her to marry him. And she said yes. (Yes, the same night they met. I know, I don’t believe it either.) My dad said that was the greatest night of his life. They’ve been married forever and are just as happy and just as much in love now as they were before. Probably even more so.
So, yeah, it happens. And good luck and all that to you.
About six months ago Barb and I picked up the “Best of Bette Midler” CD. On it was a recording of the live performance she did as the last guest on Johnny Carson’s show, the song being “One for My Baby and One More for the Road” – which has to be the dictionary definition for the term “bittersweet.”
When I heard it, I thought of you. But couldn’t figure out why.
Now I know.
SkySlash, it does indeed happen. In October 1959 I ended up in 7th grade sitting next to this slightly overweight young girl, 20 months older than me and with a fascinating bunch of interests. I hadn’t quite hit puberty yet but she was fun to be around. And we hung out together for the next six years, until college separated us.
In October 1974 we bumped into each other again.
We celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary last April.
Yeah, it does happen.
You’ll probably find that your feet are back on the ground after a few months. But that just means the charcoal briquettes have burned off their quick-light coating, not that the fire is out. That’s when things get fun. And stay that way.
Of course it’s possible. In my particular case it didn’t work out, but it sure was nice walking around on cloud 9 for a while. I hope you have better luck.
Like so many others here I have to say that yes, it can and does happen. When I met my SO it was head over heels in love for me. Sure, we have our conflicts and little fights occasionally but we’re very happy together. I can’t imagine my life without him but I can picture us 50 years down the road sitting on the front porch holding hands and reminiscing about our life together.
I’m very happy for you and I hope this feeling lasts you a lifetime. Treasure every moment of it.
[aside] Silver Fire, that was the most romantic story I’ve heard in a long time!** [/aside]
Friends sat that about my husband and me, that we are disgustlingly, nauseatingly happy - and we are. It happened in a flash at the beginning, but three years later, it’s still here.