So this isn't related to anything in pimd. I just want to share the story about me and my girlfriend. She's been playing this game for almost 2 years now. This is gonna be long, if you wouldn't mind reading this, cool. If you don't wanna read, that's fine as well. Anyway, I first met her when we were in pre-school. (I'm from the Philippines. The system there was different than other countries.) We were from a private school and we didn't have many students. I think the max students per year was 23, and that was our class. Class of 2012. I was in preparatory and she was in kindergarten. She was new to our school. She was quiet, and always by herself. When I got into 1st grade, she skipped a grade and became my classmate. That's when I started noticing her more. She was a really good dancer. She's always the top of our class every quarter. She was always the president. But she seemed kinda mean when you looked at her. She didn't smile at all. She's not that friendly, and she was only talking to one of our classmates. During our annual Christmas Party, we got paired up for a game. The Apple Eating Contest. It's when they tie an apple to a string and you have to eat and finish it without using your hands. So yeah, we got paired up. That's when I learned how competitive she was. She didn't wanna lose. She started biting the apple nonstop. I wasn't doing anything and she's already halfway to finishing it. Then she suddenly looked at me, and she had these killer eyes, like she wanted to kill me. So I thought, "damn I should probably help", and I did. I started eating as well and when I looked at her, she was laughing. That was the first time I ever saw her like that. I was shocked, I stopped eating, so she finished everything and we won. She was really pretty. 2nd grade. 3rd grade. She started opening up to some of us. She's laughing and talking more and more. She was still the top of our class. She's actually really nice, and she has a really kind personality. 4th grade. She wasn't the top of our class anymore. She became mean for real. She was boyish. Every guy in our class was afraid of her. And then this thing happened. Our rival school, just across the street, went to our school when we were playing outside. They were picking a fight. (I know, 4th graders fight right.) All the guys were ready to fight, then out of nowhere, she was in front of us. She started yelling at the rival school and even got a stick and started chasing them down. We couldn't believed our eyes and started laughing 'cause the rival school left, and they were all crying. When she got back, she just looked at us and went inside our classroom. She was so cool, and that's when I started having a crush on her. 5th grade. We had this joke that every time we're gonna vote for who's gonna be the muse of our class, we would always picked her. She would always get mad but we liked it. We were playing some games in our room when we have free time, and one time, she touched my hand. That was the first time I ever touched her. I was so happy. Everything felt slow around me. I would always catch myself staring at her for no reason at all. She was so beautiful in my eyes. She was my first love. 6th grade. That's when we really started talking. We became best friends then. But I couldn't help myself from getting jealous with other guys 'cause everyone had a crush on her. Especially this one guy who just transferred to our school. He would always talked to me about her, and how he wanted to court her. She told me that this guy confessed his feelings for her but she rejected him. Anyway, when we were talking, I asked her why she wasn't studying much at all since 4th grade. She told me, since we were in 3rd grade. She was taking care of her younger sister. She'd cooked food for both of them. Helped her sister with her homeworks. I asked why, and where were her mom and dad. She said her dad was in another country and that they weren't his real family. Her mom succumbed to gambling and would always leave her and her sister at home by themselves, so she had to be the "mother and father" for both of them. I was shocked and I admired her even more. She was tough. She was so independent. When we graduated in elementary and became high schoolers, I told myself that I'd tell her how I feel about her. But the timing was off. We were freshmen. Some higher levels started befriending her and one even courted her. He was a Junior, and she looked like she liked him as well. So I didn't say anything. I just wanted her to be happy. I eventually had a girlfriend even before she started dating the Junior dude. But she was still the love of my life. I broke up with the girl and just went solo. Sophomore Year. During one of our class, she suddenly collapsed and she had no pulse. The teachers were panicking and calling an ambulance. The principal even volunteered to take her to the hospital 'cause the ambulance was taking so long. I was so scared. I cried. Then I saw the Junior dude and he was panicking as well. After school, we all went to the hospital to see how she was doing. She's still not waking up. The doctor told her family that if she doesn't wake up soon, she's gonna be in a coma. We were all praying. I didn't know what to do. I went to her room and just held her hand. I was crying. Her grandparents came in and asked for privacy, so I left. Our classmates and I, even some higher levels, were still in the waiting room. Then suddenly, they told us that she woke up. I was so relieved. I was so happy. She recovered. Junior Year. They broke up. The dude was cheating on her, but instead of being sad, she was relieved. I asked her if she's really okay, 'cause she have this hobby of pretending that she's okay but really not. She said she really was and told me some really private stuff, I can't say. Anyway, we were texting one night and I told myself i'd tell her how I feel about her. So I asked her, "what if I have feelings for you?" She wasn't responding to my message. I was worried that she might ignore it or even avoid me for what I said. (One of our friends confessed his feelings for her and she avoided him and saying she didn't wanna ruin the friendship.) I was afraid so I texted her again and told her I was only kidding, that we were best friends and that she should just ignore my last text, and told her i'm gonna start courting this senior girl. Right when I sent it, I received her message and she said, "Cool. I can't do anything about your feelings, so maybe we can try." I dropped my phone. I thought, "I F***ED UP!!" And then she texted again and said "ofcourse lol kidding as well. Goodluck with the girl." I seriously fked up. The next day, she started avoiding me, and she was always with our friend who's seriously in love with her. He started courting her. So I thought, i'll just court the senior girl if it's gonna be that way. It didn't take long for me and the girl to started dating. It was easy. The girl was easy to get. But our friend was still in process of courting her. I told him to take care of her and never hurt her. I focused more on this girl even though I still have feelings for her. We were still friends. The girl was getting jealous of her so she told me that I should stop talking to her. I didn't stop. I got into an accident so I had to skipped school for a couple days. One night, I was with the girl and she texted me. She told me that she saw the girl with another guy when I was stuck at home, recovering. When I was about to respond, the girl took my phone and texted her this, "i don't believe you. She wouldn't do that to me. Stop meddling in my life. You're nothing." And then she replied, "okay. If that's what you want. I just want you to be happy. Take care." I was so furious but I couldn't do anything about it. I liked the girl and I didn't want to break up with her. I was blinded. That's when it started. She really started avoiding me. She's not talking to me anymore. She wasn't even looking at me. She looked so happy with our friends. I felt like half of me was taken from me. I was so sad. But I couldn't do anything. After Junior Year. It was vacation. She talked to me and told me to take care of myself. I was confused. Our friend was still courting her. I talked to him and asked him what was it about. He didn't say anything and just told me that she asked him to stop courting her. I was curious, and shocked. And then we just heard that she got a boyfriend, her cousin's friend, and we were surprised. Some of our friends called her names and saying that she hurt our friend. I wanted to talked to her but couldn't. I was so weak. I was useless. (He actually lied to her, a hundred times, and she just kept forgiving him, and then she got fed up so she asked him to stop courting her.) And then another surprised hit us. She moved away. She went to her dad, and lived there with her younger sister. Senior Year, and we're still not talking. I could see how happy she was with her boyfriend via social media, but a thought came to me. She wasn't the type to brag about her relationships. Something's up. But since we were still not talking, I didn't bother asking her. Freshman in college. I studied in a Maritime School. So my gf and I were in a long distance relationship. We couldn't talk, unless it's visitation day. I guess she couldn't handle it so she cheated on me. But I didn't break up with her. I gave her reasons to break up with me. I was cold. When I was in town, I wouldn't visit her at all. I wouldn't call or text her. And then boom, she broke up with me. I started messaging her, my best friend. She was nice. We started talking again. And then I told her that my gf and I broke up. I told her everything. Even the time about the text that she received. I told her that that wasn't me who sent that text, it was the girl. I apologized and apologized and apologized. And all she said was, "I know that wasn't you. Cmon. You wouldn't talk to me that way. I just went with it 'cause I thought she's making you happy and I didn't wanna ruin your relationsip." My heart was crushed. All this time, she was thinking about me. She sacrificed our friendship for my so-called happiness. But she took me back as her best friend. The next year, she came back to the Philippines for vacation. I was so excited. It was the first time I would ever see her again. I invited her to go to the mall. I was waiting for her, and when she came, and I saw her, it was that same feeling again when she touched my hand for the first time. She looked so beautiful. Nothing changed. I couldn't stop looking at her. I took random pictures of her. She was like the light in a really dark room. When I needed to go back to my school, we still texted. I would borrow my blockmates phone just to text and call her while she's still in the Philippines. We got a little flirty during that time but I didn't do anything 'cause I thought she have a boyfriend. (Turns out, they broke up a year before that. The guy cheated 'cause he couldn't handle LDR as well.) I told her I met this girl and I wanted to court the girl. She got upset and pretended that she was happy for me. (Take note that I didn't know that they broke up.) This new girl and I started dating way too early as well. And she stopped talking to me again. I didn't know why. I was so upset, I cried to my gf about it. I told her I couldn't stand not talking to my best friend. I couldn't bear not hearing her voice. So this new girl messaged her (and I didn't know that she messaged her), she told her that I was crying and that she should talk to me again. But she refused. She told this girl that she felt like I was playing her while I was single, like she was my past-time. She wasn't!! It was a misunderstanding. But she told her, again, that she didn't wanna ruin my relationship with the girl. The girl and I broke up after 2mos 'cause she cheated on me. My best friend and I started talking again. I was so happy. But then I met this girl online, and we started dating right away. She stopped talking to me, AGAIN. I begged her to talk to me but she didn't respond to any of my messages. The girl and I broke up right away as well. She couldn't handle LDR. So I stopped. I stopped talking to any girls other than my friends and my best friend. I apologized to her, for everything that I've done and she forgave me. I was so lucky. She was so kind. That went on for a year. 2015 of October. She sent me my favorite shoes that i'm dying to have. I was so surprised and I was so happy. And then it came. 2015 of November. She came back to the Philippines. That night when she got back, she went to my house and surprised me. I couldn't say anything. I was staring at her and I couldn't get rid the smile off my face. She was talking but all I could hear was the sound of my heartbeat. She looked so beautiful. And then she hugged me. I was really happy. The entire time that we were together, she was mentioning this guy that she loved, no names, just "this guy". I couldn't help but think that she was talking about me. And then she said, "All I want is for him to be happy even if it's not with me. I understand if he likes someone else. I'll always be here for him. I'm scared that it might ruin our friendship so i'm just gonna keep it to myself. As long as he's happy, then i'm happy." I thought to myself, "this is it. This is my chance. I won't lose her again." So I took all the courage I have and told her how I feel about her. She didn't seem surprised at first, then maybe after a few minutes, she was freaking out. She told me that it couldn't be true. And I told her that it was true. She accepted my feelings and I thought we're gonna start dating. But we didn't. She wanted me to court her first. Court her family. Get to know them. It wasn't easy but I did it. And now, we're counting the years of when we'll be with each other. She was and she still is the love of my life, my best friend, my fiancè. She's my everything. I am so lucky to have her. She doesn't need any material things. She doesn't want any of that. She makes a whole lot of effort for me. She makes me happy. I love her so much, and I'm never, ever gonna let her go. To my love. I'll see you soon. I miss you. ️