survive my long distance relationship

Going on three years with him.

My friends all think I’m insane.

But he’s worth every sleepless night, every 5 hour AIM convo…he’s worth it all.

God I love him.

So, yesterday we talked on the phone for the first time in ages. Long distance calls (he’s in the UK, i’m in NY) are really expensive, so we talked on Skype. We both talked until we fell asleep, it was really just..wow. Of course, 2 years together and I still have trouble believing he loves me but it’s getting better, getting easier and I’m learning to trust him more. I’m honestly a little bummed though, cus it looks like we won’t be seeing each other for another two years. He was supposed to come this summer but things on my end aren’t working out so well, but in two summers we’ll both be old enough to do as we wish, and i won’t have to worry about the parental aspects (ie, my father) Well, he asked me if I would wait two years for him and I said of course I would… My friends think I’m crazy and that I’m only destined to have my heart broken. It’s things like that that make it hard for me to handle this relationship…

Sorreh if this made no sense, I’m kinda out of it.

It’s funny, because of all the relationships I’ve been in, he is definitely the sweetest, funniest, most amazing guy yet. The only downfall? I’m in NYC and he’s in the UK. I mean, I guess I’ve got it better than most, I’ve a grandfather who lives there, so it’s pretty accesibble, my boyfriend’s old enough to travel on his own and my mother has no problem with him staying at my place, and i’ve unlimited texting/international calling, so it’s not toooo pricey to call. We never fight, we talk every night for hours and hours on end, and i could totally see myself spending the rest of my life with him. The only real downfall is the time difference. and lately it seems like whenever i’m happy, he’s drunk or tired and vise versa. And my only other problem would be my trust issues. It’s taken two years for me to trust him enough to not doubt his feelings for me, and even now i cringe at the thought of saying “he loves me.” not because i don’t want him to, but because it’s hard for me to believe it. But it’s been two years, and i couldn’t be happier. July 28th baby. I love you.