So I’d like to introduce everyone to my beloved boyfriend, John. He’s been in my life for almost over 3 years now. He’s been one of my closest friends for a very long time. And he’s been one of the few men in my life to never disappoint me. A long time ago we tried dating but I messed it all up. My grandmother was sick in the hospital for a few months after 2 strokes, and I just started college and working. I was a wreck and couldn’t balance.
But even after I did that, we remained close friends. Always there for each other.
Of course there were people in between. Flings, girlfriends, romantic interests….and then we fell back into each other. We saw each other for probably 2 months before we decided to officially be a couple again. And I couldn’t have been happier. I’ve been wanting a second chance with him for the longest time.
It wasn’t long before he told me that he loved me once we made it official. Now being so soon in a relationship anyone else would think that’s insane to say the L word so soon (literally 10 days afterwards on St. Patrick’s Day) but we’d known each other 3 years. I’d known I’d loved him for a long time, just never said it out loud.
And right after that, I got a severe case of double pink eye. I looked like I’d gotten the shit beat out of me and my eyes were so red and swollen and I was so contagious (this is the very last picture in the photos above). But yet he insisted on being around me and thought I was beautiful. I was so out of my element, not being able to wear any makeup and feeling utterly horrendous but he made me feel beautiful.
John has a complex with his appearance and doesn’t believe he’s attractive at all. He insists he looks like a foot and sometimes doesn’t like taking pictures. He calls himself ugly all the time and it kills me. Because I think he is absolutely gorgeous. He’s so handsome and I still get those butterflies like I did when I met him in gym class in high school. I tell him all the time that he is beautiful, and so sexy to me. We don’t have a lot of pics over the almost 5 months we’ve been together. This is pretty much the extent of it aside from the few creeper pics I have to sneak of him.
He makes me laugh, he makes me smile. There is never a dull moment with us. Always an adventure. He’s the cutest thing to me, always snagging my bedazzled sunglasses and being FAB in them.
We are so comfortable with each other and I have never been so happy. He makes me forget that I’ve ever been hurt in the past. I never get tired of kissing him. And whenever he kisses my cheek or forehead I always get that stupid smile on my face. I love him so much. Waking up next to him feels so right. We don’t live together (yet) but the nights we’ve been able to spend together, nothing feels more right. Him whispering in my ear that he loves me right before we go to sleep. It is absolute bliss.
We aren’t perfect, but who is? We’ve both been damaged by so many in the past. He has more problems with his family than I can count, and has been put through too much. But as a good girlfriend I make it my mission to make sure he always feels loved and appreciated. :)
So that’s our story and I’m sure none of you will really read this all the way to the end but I needed to finally share this wonderful story with you guys. Because he is the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I’m so happy we got a second chance at this. Because I know had I not fucked things up back then, we’d be celebrating almost 3 years together. <3