Just meeting Eddie was luck. Falling in love with him was in his hands. He was willing to work harder than any guy that has came around for awhile. He put in an effort that not alot of guys are willing to do. He got me close to him, to talk to him, and tell him about me. I couldn't help but open up to him, it felt so right to just poor my heart out to him. I just would glance into his big blue eyes and let everything go.
All the time we spent in the truck, most people keep quite and dont say a lot to each other or have the radio playing, not us. We talked the whole time, sharing stories, jokes, or old memories. I would tell him a story and he would listen. It wasn't like that fake listen either. He let me know he was listening, squeezing my hand, pulling me closer when I needed that comfort, laughing, nodding his head, and trying to look me in the eyes but having to keep them on the road. I would finish he would comment on it, and start into his story. We just talked, laughed, and made memories the whole time we were together in that truck. Everything felt so right with him.
Those 6 days I spent with him, they were different. They made me realize that he was the love I wanted to be in. I just wish I was earlier. I wish I was the girl that went to the airport with him when he left for BCT, that I was the one to get that hug and kiss good-bye. I wish I was the girl that was at his graduation to run up and give him a hug, a kiss, and tell him how proud I was of him to make it through that. I wish I could have spent his 10 day leave after graduation with him and take him back to the airport, but now I am "that girl".
Now, that I get to claim to be a proud United States Marine Girlfriend, I get to go through the good and bad times with him. I get to go to the graduations, drop him off at the airport and greet him when he comes home, and be his needed support. I get to be his back bone with him. I will be there for everything here on out. I don't plan to go anywhere. Along with the good comes the bad, possible deployments, constant moving, and seperation.
I look around every where I go, I see all the cute couples that get to spend every waking moment with their significant others. I often think to myself "What are you doing? That could be you!", as easily as I could be in that relationship, I don't want to be. I want to be in this Military relationship, I love it I wouldn't trade it for the world. Everything is different in this relationship.
You cherish everything you have with him, you kiss as much as possible, keep hold of his hand as long and often as you can. You make a memory every time you turn around. You often find your self smelling his cologne cause when he is gone all you have our the memories and you carry them with you where ever you go, because your going to want to relive those memories all the time when he is gone.
Its all worth when he comes home, not everyone can say they fall in love every time they see their significant other, I can. You get to feel that first kiss again, the feeling of his arms around you, his smell. You love it all and I know I wouldn't trade it for the world. I can honestly say I am proud to be a United States Marine Girlfriend.