My boyfriend and I have been together for almost a year and a half. That makes two wonderfully, sunny summers, two very merry Christmases, and almost two years of long distance love. He lives in our hometown in Northern California, while I’m away for the majority of the year at UCLA. Even though long distance is really difficult at times, being without him would be even harder. We send each other cute postcards and packages, and try to see each other as often as possible. Why put myself through the often misery of sleeping alone, flying solo on our birthdays, holidays, and just general bad days, not to mention going weeks without seeing each other-only to spend a few days together when we do reunite? Because, when it all comes down to it, I’ve always been a hopeless romantic. When I was little I unknowingly lived through the Disney Princesses, watching The Little Mermaid on repeat, loving when Prince Eric and Ariel finally got married. And now, I’m twenty years old, dancing around my dorm room, singing my lungs out to Taylor Swift. My boyfriend is why I still feel like love is something that I can’t wait to fall even more into. The distance is worth it because he makes my life feel like a giant Taylor Swift song, he’s my puzzle-piece-sort-of-person, my head fits perfectly on his chest, and every time I look at him I forget that I’ve given up on boys, and inevitably become that little six year old, Disney Princess wannabe. Who knows what’s in store for both of our futures, but I just hope that I’m there to share it with him. And if not, I’m sure that Taylor Swift will release more albums to come, and I’ll always have The Little Mermaid on DVD!
I just really want to be happy and in love for the rest of my life!
Us on NYE:
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