Frank and I met in May 2005 through a friend I met in college in Maine who was from Massachusetts. Frank and I started communicating with each other on a daily basis and instantly clicked as friends. Both he and our friend would come to visit me up in Maine every so often when they had the chance. Frank and I had become best friends.
In January 2006, Frank revealed his feelings to me. This came as quite a shock since I had no idea that he had grown to love me more than a friend. Frank was never flirty with me and never let on that he had feelings for me. He was always such a gentleman. Almost immediately, I turned Frank down because I didn't want to ruin the most amazing friendship I had ever had with "feelings."
It wasn't long... about 3 months later... that I discovered my own feelings for Frank. I had started to think, "What would I ever do without him? How would our friendship change if he got a girlfriend?" I didn't want it to change and I realized that I was being selfish, and that my feelings for him were more than those a friend would have for someone, it was more. I realized I never wanted to be without him!
Excitedly, I wrote a long email to Frank detailing my feelings. I wanted to get everything down that I wanted to say. Part of me was scared he would reject me as I had rejected him. I knew he was devastated after he confessed in January, and I just wasn't sure he would feel the same for me after that.
On April 23, 2006, Frank wrote to me, "I say I love you, but now what?" The distance seemed like such a huge obstacle and neither of us had figured out how it could work.
This was the start of a whole new stage of our already strong relationship.
For both of us this was our first love relationship. We had been with no one else before. And we were doing this long distance. We knew it was crazy... and we weren't alone. A lot of people doubted our relationship would last simply because it was our first, and they believed it even more since we were states apart.
Well, on April 23, 2009 we celebrated our 3rd year anniversary. We love each other more than ever and have been planning our life together.
Every time Frank has to leave from my home, or I have to leave him, I can't stop the waterworks. I have had to board Greyhound buses with tears running down my face many times. I always tell Frank that I can't wait until the day when we don't have to do this anymore, because it's too hard to leave him and not know when I'll be able to see him again. He holds me until the last possible second and somehow manages to keep a big smile on his face in an attempt to not make me feel a little less sad.
Michelle
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