This is going to be a post where I talk about relationships, boyfriends, long distances, the boy from down the hall, and the boy from down the street. All of which are very important.
I care very much about boyfriend, he is one of the most lovely human beings in my life. I am very lucky because he feels the same way. Unfortunately we are doing the whole long distance thing. Actually, we are very good at it, not to toot my own horn or anything but we are. I must say most couples could not pull this off quite like we have. (there I go again, tooting that horn) This is the part where I get all Dr. Phil on my relationship. Boyfriend and I have been together for 3 years 6 months and 26 days. Most of those years have been long distance. We have gotten so good at long distance that sometimes I am afraid that we are not good at short distance. You might think that sounds crazy,I know that sounds ridiculous but hear me out, while in a long distance relationship the couple involved usually cherishes the moments they get to spend together because they are so far and few between. When we do see each-other we make the most of it, I hope that it isn’t just cause we don’t see each other often, I hope that if we were short distance we would treat each other the same as we do now. I am going to be all honest to blog and say, sometimes I worry, I worry that the distance is what keeps us closer. When I type that out, it looks crazy. Good. Now I’m crazy. That is almost saying, I like you better when you’re gone.
Roommate on the left has been with her boy for over a year, he lives down the hall. Roommate on the right has been with her boyfriend for 3 years, he lives down the street. Both left and right are perfectly matched. They look absolutely lovely with their boys. I will try not hold it against those lucky bastards that their significant others are close enough to kiss them goodnight….every night. Not just certain weekends they decide to visit one another.