Now I’m a believer that love has no limits: distance, time, age…etc. Of course not everyone is of the same idea, especially at the lovely age of 20 but I’ve always been a hopeless romantic this way.
I often get asked, by curious potential love interests, what lengths I’ve gone to for love and it’s actually an interesting question to ask someone the next time you get a chance. It reveals a lot about a person’s ability to love, be adventurous and be passionate. So my story, in brief, is as follows:
Growing up I spent a lot of time talking to people online from all over the world. I wasn’t deprived of friends locally; just found it unique to share stories about how people conduct their lives overseas, in other countries. I’ve met many wonderful people and one boy in particular. Now before I get questioned, yes I do talk primarily to boys online (there’s not exactly a lot of dudes looking to talk to other dudes and the same goes for girls). No, it is not in search for love. Some things just happen that way. Well this one guy was from London, England, my age and rather charming.
From the first night that we talked, we were rather flirty with one another. Just harmless fun. We talked often thanks to a workable time difference and became fast friends. We even went on webcam together a few times just to make the conversation a little more…real. Long story short, we ended up crushing on each other pretty badly but there’s only so much you can do that far apart. A year later into our complicated love affair, my parents provided me with options as to where to go on vacation. It’s pretty obvious that my instant pick was London and I even surprisingly admitted to my parents that there was a guy there I was keen on meeting. He gave me his number and arranged to try and find a time to get to meet.
When I got there, I messaged him when I could (there’s far more things to see in London than just a boy. This girl has some of her priorities straight lol) and got in a few phone calls when I could. His voice was incredibly sexy in that deep British accent which only made me gush more and the flirting only enhanced at the thought that we were only minutes apart from each other. My parents, being wildly un-protective for maybe the first or second time in my life gave me permission to basically run through London with the boy if I wanted to so long as I came back to the hotel at a decent hour. Sadly, I never did get to meet him. I had things to do, he had a tournament to go too and time ran out. I was heartbroken at the end of the trip but took it for what it was.
Despite the disconnect, I’m proud of myself at a mere 16/17, I was willing to go to London for fleeting love, to know I pretty much did everything I could to make that moment happen. So for me, it was a definite success and stands as the craziest thing I’ve ever done for love.
How about you? :)