I have the
most amazing boyfriend ever.
Every girl
says that at some point in time in their life. Sometimes we’ll say it about
every guy we’ve ever dated. Not me. No, Taylor is the one guy in my whole life
that has made me truly happy. He is the
one man that I will love from now until the end of time.
Before ya’ll
get high and mighty about how I’m too young to know what love is (I’m twenty
four, bitch!) or how college romances never last (five and a half years, yes years, as of today) you should think
long and hard about your own relationships. I believe that half the reason
people don’t last in love these days is because we give up before it begins.
When I fell
in love with Taylor, I fell wholly and truly in love with him. And even if we
had lasted five months or a year and we’d broken each other’s hearts and moved
far away from each other, it wouldn’t have matter. When you give your all to
another person, they will give their all back. I’m not saying you should jump
at every Catfish on the internet who wants to see your n00ds. I don’t think you
should give your number to every guy/girl that asks out of the sake of desperation.
But face the world and love with
optimism, and it may surprise you.
Taylor has
been the greatest gift in my life. He kept me sane through grad school (no easy
feat) and supported me even when I had given up on myself. Every day he showers
me with kisses and compliments. We seldom fight, only bicker, but we always know that at the end of the
day whatever differences we have are not greater than the love we share.
He is smart
and funny and sweet and awkward and brave and good and kind. I could give you a thousand and one
examples of him being the nicest guy I’ve ever met, but this is a blog, not a
novel. One day I shall pen the ode to Taylor, the millions and trillions of
things I love about him. But what you need to know is that he makes me happy,
happier than I have ever been when single or with another person.
I can’t
pretend to know how love works or why it works. If someone had told me six
years ago that I would be in love with a guy who doesn’t read a lot and won’t
eat mushrooms or whipped cream and won’t go camping with me, I would have said
they were crazy. But everything he is
completes a part of me. Everything he does makes me smile, makes me love
him more and more with each passing moment.
I’ll probably
do a few dozen blogs in ode to my wonderful boyfriend. I would need the whole
of the internet to express how much I love him. Our love is infinite,
endearing, goofy, cheesy, courageous and unbreakable.
He is my
everything.
Challenge to
my Readers:
Love. Truly and
openly, honestly and fully, love something. Whether it’s a person or music or
your family or your pets, love. Open yourself to love and you will be loved in
return.
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