To Live in Love

It’s already June and 2016 is halfway over. This year has been my year and I’ve never been happier. One of the huge reasons why I’m so happy is that I’m in crazy stupid love. I have never let myself feel like this in a loooong time. I love it.

I began talking to a mutual friend back in December of last year. I thought nothing of it, and I say that because I tried dating and at that point I was going to focus on my studies. When I started talking to him, I knew he had some sort of thing towards me, but I was so stubborn I barely gave him the time of day. As I began to talk to him more and more, somewhere down the line I caught feelings. I couldn’t possibly deny myself of these feelings.

Around late January I mentioned to him I liked someone in the slightest way hinting at it and it was the best decision I ever made. I felt a whirlwind of emotions, my stomach was full of butterflies and I wanted to throw up — it was perfect.

My boyfriend, and I have been together for almost five months. Since then there have been a few bumps in the road, but not every relationship is perfect and we’ve improved. At first it was a little hard with school but at the end of the day, I have him. I’ve never truly felt emotionally dependent on someone like this before because I’m much older, and more responsible. I’ve grown a lot because of it. At almost twenty I didn’t think I would be here, but fate put this person in my life for a reason. If we don’t work out I don’t think I could ever stop loving this person. It sounds foolish, but he’ll always mean something to me. I feel like the luckiest person in the world. I couldn’t ask for more.

Photo Source: Reanna Simmons
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