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Originally posted by SpaceAce
For me, it happened in Lake Erie, no kidding. At the end of my street was a little beach club with private access to the lake and a big concrete pier that went out forty feet or so into the water. My girlfriend didn't swim well but she really loved to go in the water. She would get in and cling to the pier, too scared to let go and swim out into the lake. I tried teaching her to swim better, taking her a little way from the pier and holding her while the waves came in. One time she was extra scared because the waves were a little bigger than usual and I was encouraging her to swim away from the pier. She got out a few feet and got really scared so I swam up to her and held her in my arms while the waves hit us. I swim very well and I had no trouble keeping us both afloat. I got us back to the pier and held on with one hand while holding her in my other arm. When I took her in my arms, she laid back in my arms and totally relaxed. I knew then that she trusted me completely, that she didn't doubt my strength or my ability to keep her safe. I looked at her while I was holding her; she was shivering from being cold and I think a little from being scared, her hair was wet and plastered to her face and the sun was reflecting on the water around us. To me she looked as beautiful as anyone I have ever seen and I saw her faith in me in her face and in the way she was holding on to me and I knew that I loved her.
Corny but true and if I don't stop writing I am going to end up weeping like a little baby, again.
SpaceAce
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i have great respect for you
i read your thread the other day and it really touched me. love is so damn confusing sometimes.
cheers to your future