So Brian and I have been together for about two years. When we met I was a Resident Adviser in his dorm at college, and he was a transfer student. The moment he walked into the doors to get his key and check into his room I new I loved him. And I don't care what anyone says about love at first sight, because in this case it was true. He has the classic look about him, I call him my 60s football quarterback, like if you were to open a 60s yearbook, and fine the quarterback, it would be a dead ringer for him.
We started talking slowly, me using my powers of being an official of the building to manipulate him a little.
But then we started seeing it other officially, and it was just like the movies. He gives me butterflies, and makes me laugh. To me he's the most handsome man in the whole world, and I honestly don't understand who other people can resist throwing themselves at him!
After our first year at school together we went back home, we luckily lived 15 minutes away, we spent all summer together, and then back to school for my senior year (his junior). He's bounced around a few schools so he's about a year and a half older than me, but I'm a year ahead of him in school. So that year at school was equally amazing, we had 2 apartments off campus, but honestly didn't spend a night apart. Our lives had turned from two lives and meshed into one, and it was so simple, easy. Our days were seamless, without worry or stress, but as the end of the year approached as I started preparing my papers and applications for graduate school in Virginia, Brian started preparing his for a study abroad program in Australia. We spent the whole summer attached at the hip, if we weren't working we were together. We tried to soak up enough of each other to last the 4 months we were going to be apart.
We knew it was going to be hard right away. Going from our seamless way of life to 10,000 miles wouldn't be easy. But who would have though it would be this hard! Luckily after he was there for a month, I had the AMAZING opportunity to visit him. And I have never had more fun in my whole entire life. It felt like I was living a mix between a dream and a movie.
So now, I've been back for a month, and I'm getting that itch to see him again, and I'm sad, and I get in these moods where I lay in bed all day, and then can't sleep at night, and then lay in bed all day again. Its a vicious cycle, and it's hard on him as well. He tells me he doesn't want to talk to me when I'm upset, and I don't blame him. Who would wanna talk to a pitiful girl, but I found this site, and read peoples stories and realized that I'm not alone and that thousands of people do it everyday, and if some people have to wait a year too see their loved ones, I can make it 75 more days! The reality sunk in though recently that after we get to spend about a month together in December, he's going back to finish his last semester at college, back in our hometown in New York. Which will be 2 months of school, a week for spring break (luckily we have the same one!) and then 2 more months of school. After that he's planning on moving down! All I want to do is cook him dinner, rub his feet and sleep next to him every night, it's what I dream of!
Thank you LFAD and the whole community here, I really appropriate your sharing, your thoughts, your stories, and your support.
We started talking slowly, me using my powers of being an official of the building to manipulate him a little.
But then we started seeing it other officially, and it was just like the movies. He gives me butterflies, and makes me laugh. To me he's the most handsome man in the whole world, and I honestly don't understand who other people can resist throwing themselves at him! After our first year at school together we went back home, we luckily lived 15 minutes away, we spent all summer together, and then back to school for my senior year (his junior). He's bounced around a few schools so he's about a year and a half older than me, but I'm a year ahead of him in school. So that year at school was equally amazing, we had 2 apartments off campus, but honestly didn't spend a night apart. Our lives had turned from two lives and meshed into one, and it was so simple, easy. Our days were seamless, without worry or stress, but as the end of the year approached as I started preparing my papers and applications for graduate school in Virginia, Brian started preparing his for a study abroad program in Australia. We spent the whole summer attached at the hip, if we weren't working we were together. We tried to soak up enough of each other to last the 4 months we were going to be apart.
We knew it was going to be hard right away. Going from our seamless way of life to 10,000 miles wouldn't be easy. But who would have though it would be this hard! Luckily after he was there for a month, I had the AMAZING opportunity to visit him. And I have never had more fun in my whole entire life. It felt like I was living a mix between a dream and a movie.
So now, I've been back for a month, and I'm getting that itch to see him again, and I'm sad, and I get in these moods where I lay in bed all day, and then can't sleep at night, and then lay in bed all day again. Its a vicious cycle, and it's hard on him as well. He tells me he doesn't want to talk to me when I'm upset, and I don't blame him. Who would wanna talk to a pitiful girl, but I found this site, and read peoples stories and realized that I'm not alone and that thousands of people do it everyday, and if some people have to wait a year too see their loved ones, I can make it 75 more days! The reality sunk in though recently that after we get to spend about a month together in December, he's going back to finish his last semester at college, back in our hometown in New York. Which will be 2 months of school, a week for spring break (luckily we have the same one!) and then 2 more months of school. After that he's planning on moving down! All I want to do is cook him dinner, rub his feet and sleep next to him every night, it's what I dream of!
Thank you LFAD and the whole community here, I really appropriate your sharing, your thoughts, your stories, and your support.
I wish you and your SO the best of luck and I hope everything works out perfectly.
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