so we're always having people ask us how we met. here's the response i gave the last girl who asked me. thought it'd be nice to share.
we met on hamilton island in the summer, when we were just children. it was the holidays and we were staying in a hotel room beside one another. i was so young and so infatuated. i'd watch him lie in the sand with the sun beating down and with the wind in his hair. he never saw me there, beyond the trees.
the day before we had to leave he saw me, and he smiled, so magically. breath caught halfway to my throat. little heart a-beating.
we sat by each other a while, just watching each other out of the corner of our eyes. and the sun set before us, all peach-coloured and wonderful. and he put his hand on mine and i grinned, he said i was pretty and i told him my name was nirrimi and he told me that was a pretty name too.
i snuck out of the hotel room that night, he was sitting with his back against the door, and heavy eyelids. when he saw me he smiled again, i was honey, i was the way i am whenever i see him after a while of not.
we went swimming in the hotel pool, it was cold and we were holding hands and blowing bubbles with our mouths just below the surface of the water. i asked him if he ever kissed a girl before, he told me never. so i kissed him. i kissed him and then i swam out of the pool and i ran. i ran so fast, but i don't think my heart could have beaten any faster than it was already.
i didn't see him for a long time. we left early in the morning. my pillow was wet but my mum didn't notice.
i thought about him all the time. i wouldn't kiss another boy for years and years after matt. i'd dream about him always and i'd write n loves m in my diary and inscribe it in the desk at school.
when i was fourteen he found me, he still remembered, he searched my name on the internet and it was my pictures. he was a photographer too now. when he called and said who he was, i remembered, i'd thought about him so often since.
i was high in the clouds.
things were complicated a while, but i never ever stopped loving him. not even for a moment. he tried not loving me for a long time, he was not meant to love me. it wasn't right. there was someone else and i was so far away. sometimes i doubted we'd ever be together, but the nights we'd stay up 'til dawn writing love-laden-letters to one another and smiling til we hurt and aching with beautiful moments of warmth in our thoughts, they made me think otherwise.
and now 3 years later we're dating.
life is perfect.
i have never, ever said i love you and meant it so completely. it's all i am, love for m. and i will always, always love him the way i do now. this is forever. this is not another teenage short-lived romance.
<3 hope everyone is living wonderful lives. hope everyone has love.