Our Love Story

I met his eyes as he headed up the stairs at the 14th Street stop from where I sat on the subway pulling away.

In that moment I was overwhelmed with happiness and love. I was also hit with the realization of how much I have to lose, knowing that someday, my heart, or his, would be broken from loss, knowing that intense love leads to intense heartache.

Over 5 years ago, I spotted him at a party, a party I had no interest in going to one summer night after work. A party I only agreed to go to if my roommate joined me, thinking she'd say no. We had just arrived and were standing in the doorway of the living room. Somehow, he felt that same strong pull between us and for days following he tried to do everything possible to get me near him. Our best friends were dating at the time, so he was constantly telling mine to bring me along.

We fell in love instantly. A night of shooting stars, a camping trip, and many sleepless nights spent talking and laughing later... I think we were both scared, nervous that we'd gotten too intense. We were still young. We had plenty of life to live. But it was just meant to be.

Almost 2 years ago, while I visited him in New York City, he asked me to marry him on the East River between the Brooklyn and Manhattan Bridges. Our wedding was beyond perfect, written together and performed by our closest friends and family. Our lives together, loving and living in New York City, are more than I ever dreamed to have and share with the man I love.

One of the things I love most about Seth is the way he makes me better. The way he encourages me, so naturally that I wonder if he even realizes. The way he balances me out. The way he pushes me when I doubt myself.

Someday, when our lives part ways, we will lose, but it will be because we have so much in each other, because we love so intensely.