I never understood the concept that home could be a person, until I met my person. I went into my freshman college orientation with the expectation to make new friends, and get my schedule of classes together. What I didn't expect was to meet the person I would fall in love with, and plan on sharing the rest of my life with.

Yeah, it's a typical Penn State love story, but an unconventional one at that. Falling for someone over just text messages over a two month time period would never have been the way I assumed a relationship of my own would start, but it happened. When I finally got back to school, my person asked me to be his girlfriend, and obviously I didn't say no. I've had past relationships, all of which were terrible and with people who treated me horribly. However, there was never a doubt in my mind that he would hurt me. I found myself falling very hard and very fast for him, and I was absolutely fine with that.

I quickly got into sports, something I never would have even thought about liking in the past. My favorite past times became watching baseball or football, cuddled up on the couch with my best friend. Our biggest arguments would be about where to eat (we always wind up at the same three places), and "I love you more" fights. Weekends were spent with his wonderful family, and they easily became my own family. The only thing that ever came between us was his dog who decided that he would also become my boyfriend. There were nights where we would sit in his car and just talk for hours. He even surprised me once with a night out to look at stars, something I only thought people would do in movies.My person was the dream guy i'd always hoped and wished for- tall, handsome, funny, loyal, and complimented me in a way I never thought a person could.

He changed me for the better. All of my bad habits quickly turned into good ones, and I know that I have him to thank for that. He saw things in me that I didn't see in myself, and made me feel loved every second of every day. I went through some pretty rough times during my freshman and sophomore year, and he was there for me through it all. I never felt alone whenever I had a problem or a bad day. He went with me to multiple emergency room trips, and kept me calm even though he was worried himself. He held my hand when I wasn't feeling well, and did his best to make things easier for me whenever he could. Whenever something good happened, he was the person I would go to. If he ever made me upset, he would automatically come by to make things better. There was never a time that I couldn't trust him, whether it be with secrets or personal things within our relationship.

I use past tense in the first part of this article because although these things still stand for today, our relationship has definitely gone through some pretty rough times. Naturally, all couples fight and have the "what if" moments in their relationships, but this was different. We are two totally opposite people- i'm outgoing, while he's quiet and reserved. We have slightly different morals, and those differences definitely reflect and show through in our relationship. I tend to go home a lot which is six hours away from where he lives and my school is at, and that puts a huge strain on our relationship. We've treated each other badly sometimes, yet we consistently find ways to better ourselves. I could never not see myself with him, and there will never be a time that I won't fight for what we have.

Before my person, I had a very different perception of what love was. I was always the type of person to need constant attention and affection, and I didn't see that as a bad thing. However, with him, I don't need to be reminded every five minutes how he feels about me. I know that there is a mutual love between us, and just little "good morning" or "bed love you" texts are more than enough to get me through the day. There isn't really much on social media about us, occasionally i'll post something cute- I mean we are a cute couple- but there's no need to spew our relationship all over the internet.

I know i'm not a perfect person, and he isn't perfect either. But, I know that we're perfect for each other. People don't really understand our relationship and why we keep fighting for each other even when things go bad, but we have a bond that only we can understand and share. That's what I mean when I say that home is a person. Wherever he is, I know I want to wind up. The most calming thing to me, and the thing that can suddenly make any problem of mine go away is just cuddling up next to him, and hearing his heart beat, or his breathing change when we share little kisses. The person I fell in love with doesn't speed my heart rate up or make me anxious- he calms me down in a way that I didn't think I could be calmed down. Of course I get butterflies when we're together- what girl doesn't when they are with the love of their life? To me, my boyfriend is the most handsome person i've ever seen, and I continually realize how blessed I am to have him as my own.

I couldn't possibly imagine what my life would be like without my person, and there have been some times where we've been close to losing each other. It sometimes takes us falling apart, to realize how much we need to fall back together. Even if there are some rough spots in the road, we always find a way back to each other. Honestly, i'm at the point where if he popped the question, i'd say yes- no questions asked. It's been two years that I have been able to share with my best friend, and I pray every day to be able to share the rest of my years out with him.