This is my boyyy. We’ve known each other since high school, but we didn’t talk much because we were in different social circles. Somehow, years later, I see him in downtown Austin, and we just kind of…meshed together. I can’t really explained why I fell for him so quickly, but I guess the best things in life happen by surprise. Anyway, a couple months into sleepovers and sweet kisses, he decided to join the air force. He was juggling a lot of things at once, and I honestly believe that we stopped talking because it was just too much to handle for the both of us. I was pretty upset about the whole thing, and as he went off to basic 4 or 5 hours away, we lost touch and I assumed I wouldn’t hear from him again. Three months go by, and I get an email saying to text this number because they had gotten a new phone. So I did so, only expecting it to be some unimportant person. I was so very wrong. He said that he missed talking to me, seeing me, etc. We’re on the path of getting things into a more consistent state, but for right now I’m waiting for him to come see me next weekend. And I’m so excited I could cry.
Lately, I’ve been really pessimistic about love. But because of Clayton the world seems like a bit of a better place. Someone who will comfort me when I’m down, and someone that I in return can take care of. It gives me the butterflies that I haven’t had in years, and it’s such a wonderful feeling….
The only reason I’ve decided to submit this post is because I feel like I haven’t told my friends completely about how much I care for him. This is so unlike me, because I’m a talkative, upbeat person. I just figured if I couldn’t tell them, I could at least tell FuckYeahLove. Those stories are inspirational…and I just want people to believe in love as much as I do. When you aren’t looking for it is when you’ll receive it. When you love yourself, you’re ready to love someone else.
So that is my little story, one I hope eventually blooms into love. May this only be the beginning<3
by courtlava