I met my boyfriend on Snapchat which, if I do say so myself, is a pretty great accomplishment. The summer after my senior year of high school, I was in search of a job that would contribute to my college fund as well as be more enjoyable and fulfilling than an hourly part-time job, it was my last summer before college after all. I ended up working at a summer camp where I developed close friendships, seeing people at their best as they worked to love on the kids that came for a week of camp and worst as they worked to have patience with those same kids all while going days without showering. When summer was over I left those friends behind as I began my first semester of college, although out of sight they were not out of mind. Countless texts, …show more content…
Shortly after I had decided on Minnesota we began to think about what our relationship could look like in the future. Although due to the distance we would still rely heavily on our phones to communicate weekend visits were a possibility prompting us to begin long distance dating. After five months of long distance dating that consisted of phone calls, texting, and Facetime he picked me up at the Minneapolis airport. Our initial meeting was full of giddy excitement, it had been over a year since we had last seen each other in person. As I descended the, frustratingly slow moving, escalator I could hardly contain my joy. He stood there, beaming, at the bottom waiting for me just past the security guard. We met with a long awaited hug which was brought to an abrupt end as the guard sternly suggested we keep on moving. From there it was as though we had been best friends forever, although I wasn’t good friends with him while we worked at camp, our time communicating long distance allowed us to be immediately comfortable together. A year and a half later I am back home in California for the summer while he works from home in Wisconsin and our mobile devices have allowed our relationship to continue, I am so thankful for what we have been able to accomplish despite the distance with the aid of our mobile
... relationship and whether we were good for each other. It turned out that we held the same morals and were looking for the same qualities in each other. But aside from that it was light and fun conversation.
We instantly started talking about the film we wanted to see and proceeded to get our tickets together. After the movie, he politely asked if it was okay for him to hold my hand and I let him. We walked around the whole mall hand-in-hand talking about the movie we just watched. Then we went outside for a full-blown make out session in a secluded spot. The only reason we stopped was because security told us to leave the premises, we could have easily been there all night. My mom had dropped me off at the mall that night and so he offered to give me a ride home. Right before dropping me off he asked for me to be his girlfriend. And then he shared he was already falling deeply in love with me. I was so shocked by how fast it all happened and it all seemed like a dream to me. I agreed to be his girlfriend, but told him a benevolent lie when I also agreed that I was also falling in love with him already because I did not want to hurt his feelings (Alder, pg 97). Our first date was intriguing because it first felt like we were barely initiating our relationship, then experimenting, then straight to intensifying, all the way to integrating the relationship by the end of the night.
The time was around 10:30 and my eyelids felt as heavy as a brick to keep open. I was just about to shut everything down for the night, when the loud sound of a snapchat notification startled me awake. I looked at the blaring screen of my phone in the dark, to see it was from my friend Jordan. Flirting with each other was our thing, but nothing more. At the end of everything, he's a junior and I'm a freshman, he still wants me to grow up a little bit. I opened up
Our Initial contact came the moment he caught my eye during cross-country. I perceived immediate attraction and my friends referred to him as “Paige’s crush.” Similarity of interests connected us and provided opportunities for interactional contact through high school soccer. The relationship developed from afar as we watched and learned about each other through the proximity of our neighborhoods. Living only a mile apart meant more chances for contact. Soon, we moved to deliberate contact and exhilarating, heart-pumping rushes of emotion overwhelmed me each time John called. Showing Interest, John pursued me as we spent time together, meshing our personalities. Uncontrollable Duchenne smiles took over when I saw or thought about him. Soccer team dinners required no need for words because our nonverbal communication and eye contact said it all through winks and silly faces. By the end of the summer, we found ourselves bound and officially dating.
I became somewhat of a shut-in, rarely leaving my apartment, except to go to school. I had never connected to so many people in such a short amount of time as I did online. My friendships would begin with chat conversations that included sharing our favorite videos, music, and more. It felt nice to find
I met him at the Hawthorne high-school’s orientation. October 3, 2012, was the official date and months of being with him, for the first time ever he made me feel something I’ve never felt before. He was the first guy I ever came to love. I can go on about this, but I’m not going into detail about what happened those years. Let’s just wrap up that story to the simple truth, he left me. I had invested all my time and attention towards him, that I began to care less about school. I was never expecting it, or maybe I was. It hurt. Looking at him hurt. I remember coming home and crying my heart out. I was devastated. It was something I’ve never wanted to experience. I sobbed and sobbed that night, and gripped onto my pillow and shouted into them, hiding the cries. I felt empty when I awoke the next day. My eyes were swollen, and I felt an empty void. I felt dead. We didn’t speak to each other after that. Months passed, and I was keeping myself occupied with work and friends, I finally was learning how to move on, on my own. I finally came to find my happiness through realization. They say somethings happen for a reason. It’s either a
When I moved from New York to Texas I left behind the most important thing: love. I had been dating Franky for a year when I up and moved south. It was a really sad parting for us both, but we decided to continue our relationship as long-distance to see how it would work out. However, I knew deep down that it would not last very long. Long-distance relationships are hard, and the chances of them failing are great. Needless to say, the odds were not in our favor and our relationship ended four months afterwards. The causes that led to Franky and I’s failed long-distance relationship were numerous.
Throughout our relationship, there have been important events that we have shared and a lot of first. The first time I met his parents and little sister was July 4th , 2016 at their house in Hudson, MA. Which was also the first time I saw his childhood home. The first time I met most of his extended family (Nanna, aunts and cousins), was at his little sister Lori’s house warming party on September 17th , 2016. The first time we went apple picking was October 23rd , 2016, which was
Initial contact came the moment he caught my eye during cross-country. I perceived immediate attraction and my friends began referring to him as Paige’s crush. Similarity of interests connected us and provided opportunities for interactional contact through high school soccer. The relationship developed from afar as we watched and learned about each other through the proximity of our neighborhoods, living only a mile apart. Exhilarating, heart-pumping rushes of emotion overwhelmed me each time John called. Showing Interest, John pursued me and wanted to spend time together. Our personalities meshed. Uncontrollable Duchenne smiles took over when I saw or thought about him. Team dinners required no need to speak because our nonverbal communication and eye contact said it all, demonstrated by winks and silly faces. By the end of the summer we were bound and officially dating.
Gradually. Our bond grew tighter than ever before, and sometimes, it even seemed like that he became dependent on me. Afraid of being alone, he wished I could hang out with him daily. His expectation of me spending time with him frequently started bothering me since it interfered with my stressful schedule. As the SAT subject test approaches, I sometimes decided to ignore his request of my company.
Seven years have passed since our first encounter and in those past seven years, we have made many memories and parted ways several times. Whenever we parted ways, we were led back to each other as if there was a spark between us. Ever since you entered my life I felt as if God somehow sent one of his angels down to me. Over the last few months, I feel like my heart has grown stronger because of the love I have for you. This love gets stronger and stronger each and every day.
As I opened my eyes, I saw him laying there, still sleeping and exploring his deepest thoughts. The brisk morning air nibbled at my nose as the sun, just rising over the mountains, warmed my body. I leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss on his lips to wake him. He opened his eyes slowly and looked over at me with a smile. As he stroked the side of my face with his gentle hand, I felt this chocolate colored skin melt over me. After laying there holding each other in perfect silence, we decided to put our clothes on and go for a morning hike.
Approximately two years ago, I had run into a guy at a National Park who was about eight years older than I was, his name was Daniel. We had an instant connection, our conversations went on for hours as we talked about our likes, hobbies, favorite music, the high school we each attended, etc. Not too long after, my family was getting ready to leave, so we immediately exchanged numbers and also found out from one another that we lived fairly close; about a ten minute drive. Daniel called me that same night eagerly asking when he would get the chance to see me again. He had bought me a bouquet of roses and had asked me to be his girlfriend, roughly a few weeks after socializing.
On June 13, 2011, I woke up a happy and excited 17 year old for it was my graduation day and that meant no more high school, no more nagging teachers, and no more drama. I met my friends and my boyfriend Andrew in the school parking lot and away we went to practice graduation. After we had practiced walking and getting our diplomas we all went to lunch and discussed what we had wanted to do with the rest of our lives. After what we had thought to be one of the last lunches together I went to Andrews house to hang out for a bit. We talked about him going away and me staying here and all of the normal stuff that applies in a relationship when one goes away. Before I left his house I asked him if he had wanted a ride to graduation, due to the fact he was in a car accident four days prior and the only vehicle he had at the moment was his motorcycle. He responded with a polite, "Nah." That's when I knew he wanted to take his bike.