My dating history is similar to the life of a gypsy. Every relationship I have been in has ended because of leaving.
- Josh- went away to college
- Stuart- I left for college
- Jordan- long distance didn't work
- Drew- I went back to maryland for summer
- Griffin- I went back to maryland at the end of winter semester
- Sean- I'm going back to colorado
I've never gotten to experience a real relationship that has a beginning, middle, and an end, because I'm always leaving. We date person after person in hopes of stumbling upon that one guy, our prince charming, or as close to a prince charming as we can find. I was so lucky as to find mine.
Last week sean took me out to a really nice restaurant, he's the only guy to have done that since my first boyfriend. And when I thanked him he said you deserve it and much more. He treats me like I deserve to be treated. Everyone searches for their perfect match, and I feel like I have found mine for now. I guess if it was really meant to be we would be on the same geographical path, but still... I have found what every person hopes to find, and now I have to let him go and it's my own doing because It's my choice to go back to colorado. We are perfect, we sit together looking at each other and as im thinking how did I get so lucky to find such a perfect guy he asks "how are you so perfect?"
People revolve their lives around finding someone like I have. It feels wrong to walk away from this. But it feels wrong not to go back.
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