Early in our relationship, the girlfriend made mention of a job opportunity that she was looking into overseas. I didn't think much of it at the time, as it seemed like one of those dream jobs that people fantasize about but never actually get.
A few weeks later, she mentioned that she had an interview.
A few days after that, she was offered the job.
At the time, the relationship was still new - too new for me to tell her that I wanted her to stay without sounding like a crazy person. Too new for her to turn down the amazing job opportunity without sounding like a crazy person. So she accepted the job. And now there is less than three months until she flies to a foreign country, where she'll remain for the next three years.
If I were being completely logical, I would end things right now. I would thank her for the past few months, give her back the guitar that has taken up permanent residence in my living room, extract her favourite CD from my car stereo, and begin the process of moving on with my life. But since when has logic had any say in love?
So instead, against the advice of multiple friends, I'm going to spend the next few months enjoying every moment I can with her. Because she's awesome. And I seem to be incapable of any logical thought when it comes to her.