Hi, just joined.
My name is Vail (Not really but that's what I like to be called) I'm twenty years old and my boyfriend is twenty one years old. I live in Alberta Canada where as he lives in California. We met a year ago online on a forum dedicated to a video game we both play online. We became friends fast and soon we were talking everyday. In February he asked me to be his girlfriend, I at first was very hesitant, having been in one other long distance relationship that caused a lot of stress and heartbreak, eventually however I decided to give it a try, we have been dating ever since.
Everything has been going great, we have never really fought and arguments are very rare, we speak everyday pretty much all day and he has always been someone I could trust and talk to.
On August tenth he came to stay with me for a week and I had the best time of my life... We didn't even have to do much to have fun, just sit with each other and talk. The first night he was here he slept in the spare room but the second night we both fell asleep on the couch then when he woke up he asked "Would it be alright if I slept with you?" I thought it was the most adorable thing ever. (:
The problem is the week went by faster than I expected it to, before I knew it I was driving him back to the Airport, we ended up missing his flight so we did get to spend an extra 6 hours together (Which Im happy about, lol.)
I ended up crying the entire way home, I tried my best not to cry in front of him but I of course failed.
As hard as that was it only got harder when I got home, I looked at the couch where he would sit, I looked at the cup he had left on my table but the worst part of all was going to sleep in my bed... My blanket and the pillows smell like him and I can hardly stand it, it's really killing me inside, I don't even know if I could wash my sheets and stuff, I don't want to lose it.
We both know how hard it is going to be, especially since neither of us is exactly rich, I also have a terrible fear of flying, a fear I am willing to conquer to see him but it's a factor none the less.
I joined this site to hopefully get some advice and sympathetic ears. I am in love with this guy but the pain I am feeling right now is so strong I can barely pick myself up to do anything other than cry, I am crying while I write this and I just don't know what else to do.
Thank you for listening. (:
My name is Vail (Not really but that's what I like to be called) I'm twenty years old and my boyfriend is twenty one years old. I live in Alberta Canada where as he lives in California. We met a year ago online on a forum dedicated to a video game we both play online. We became friends fast and soon we were talking everyday. In February he asked me to be his girlfriend, I at first was very hesitant, having been in one other long distance relationship that caused a lot of stress and heartbreak, eventually however I decided to give it a try, we have been dating ever since.
Everything has been going great, we have never really fought and arguments are very rare, we speak everyday pretty much all day and he has always been someone I could trust and talk to.
On August tenth he came to stay with me for a week and I had the best time of my life... We didn't even have to do much to have fun, just sit with each other and talk. The first night he was here he slept in the spare room but the second night we both fell asleep on the couch then when he woke up he asked "Would it be alright if I slept with you?" I thought it was the most adorable thing ever. (:
The problem is the week went by faster than I expected it to, before I knew it I was driving him back to the Airport, we ended up missing his flight so we did get to spend an extra 6 hours together (Which Im happy about, lol.)
I ended up crying the entire way home, I tried my best not to cry in front of him but I of course failed.
As hard as that was it only got harder when I got home, I looked at the couch where he would sit, I looked at the cup he had left on my table but the worst part of all was going to sleep in my bed... My blanket and the pillows smell like him and I can hardly stand it, it's really killing me inside, I don't even know if I could wash my sheets and stuff, I don't want to lose it.
We both know how hard it is going to be, especially since neither of us is exactly rich, I also have a terrible fear of flying, a fear I am willing to conquer to see him but it's a factor none the less.
I joined this site to hopefully get some advice and sympathetic ears. I am in love with this guy but the pain I am feeling right now is so strong I can barely pick myself up to do anything other than cry, I am crying while I write this and I just don't know what else to do.
Thank you for listening. (:
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