It was the second semester of my junior year. The first day I met him, I was with one of my good friends at lunch. He turned to me, stuck out his hand, and said “Hi, I’m Shawn. What’s your name?” He was probably the only guy in the school who ever introduced himself formally to me. I respected that, but I never thought anything of meeting him. I wasn’t even attracted to him. “He’s so much taller and bigger than me, I thought. He must play basketball.” I had no idea that he was eventually to be my first love. I had no idea that several months later, our hearts would be linked together across 3,000 miles.
I added him on Facebook since my good friend liked him. Who doesn’t like creeping on people on Facebook right? Before I knew it, he would text chat with me on Facebook. He asked for my number eventually and I thought, what the heck, I need some new friends.
“Shawn’s been creeping on me,” I told my friends. He would text me every day at the same time. “Hey! What’s up?!” I was starting to think that this was just a mass text that he was sending to millions of people just because he was bored. Soon he would start waiting to walk me from my Spanish class to my World History.
We would hang out a few times a week during the summer. I knew from the first time I hung out with him and saw a movie, that this was going to turn into something special. I had a gut feeling that I had never experienced with any other person before. I could be my complete self around this guy when I barely knew him. He made me laugh and saved me from my depression. Sure, he was a tad immature, but I was too at the time. I could tell this guy had a heart of gold beneath the mask he sometimes wore. We would make our trips to Seattle, thrift stores, and just doing random things together. Even doing nothing with him was the best thing in the world to me. By the end of summer, I wanted to know where it was going. He was to move off to college, 2 hours away. The first day we held hands, I asked him. I asked him where our friendship was going because obviously we had strong feelings for each other. His friends were already calling me his girlfriend. On that day, September 7th, we made it official. I cried so much the day he went off to college. That made me realize how much I cared for him.
We would talk most days out of the week, and take turns visiting each other on the weekends. We had strong feelings for each other, but it was nothing serious. We made some mistakes but grew closer with the distance. I found out I was moving to Hawaii in December. I wasn’t sure too carry on with our relationship. 4,000 miles? Is it possible to have a relationship like that? I had never heard of long distance relationships before. But he told me how he was never going to find anyone like me and didn’t want to give up, and wanted to give it a shot. He told me he loved me.
We fell so much into love even though not seeing each other. We missed each other dearly and helped each other grow into more well rounded individuals. He changed his old immature ways. I learned to appreciate the small things. Our love grew and grew and never stopped growing.
We celebrated our one-year anniversary at Disneyland this past September. I have moved closer, ”only” two states away. We have encountered difficulties, disagreements, fights, and arguments. We have considered breaking up a few times within the past two months. I never could see myself getting married in the future before him (I haven’t told him this). Although, we have realized that this isn’t a fairytale. I thank him for everything he has put up with me - cause trust me, I can be a handful. He bugs the crap out of me sometimes, and I bug the crap out of him sometimes. But we always overcome the difficulties because we know how much we love each other. What we have is so special, and even other people seem to notice that we are “a match made in heaven.” I don’t know if we will be together forever; I don’t know if we will break up in two months from now; I’m not even sure that we will be together next year. All I know is that I love him and he loves me. And thats what matters because true love can conquer any difficulty. Whatever is meant to happen will happen. But we will fight to keep our relationship going because our love is strong.
by deepbubbles