Since day one, I've been told I can't do it. That the distance will be my worse enemy. That no matter how much I care for him, the miles between us will pull us even further apart.
I'm not going to sit here and lie. Long distance sucks. It sucks a lot. It sucks when your other half is on the other side of the country, especially during the rough times.
When I have a secret I want to tell, or a memory I want to share, it's different to be talking through a device versus being able to lay my head on his beating heart. Feeling close as ever, but held back by thousands of miles.
The way his eyes shine when the sun hits them just perfectly, or the cute little gap between his teeth, or even his fashion-forward self, are all things that not even FaceTime could recreate.
He is my world, my other half, my missing puzzle piece. And even though we can only spend two or three days at a time together, I would do it all over again if that means waking up to his good morning texts, our three-hour phone calls, or our first kiss in two months.
He has my heart and 2,232 miles isn't going to pull me away from him.
In a strange way, I believe everyone in our lives has a purpose. They teach you things you've never thought of before from dealing with tough situations to new ways to go about things. They leave an impact on your life like how a finger leaves a print on a foggy window. And forever shall you live with that mark.
Some people aren't so good, and you suffer from their decisions that hurt you, but others are lights that enter your life that tells you everything will be okay, and that those past marks aren't as deep as you thought.
I believe that he was put in my life. My light. To help and guide me through the rough times and the good times. He makes the edges of my lips climb so high it hurts. He makes my stomach feel like butterflies are soaring through it. He makes my heart race as if it's its last few steps of a marathon.
And how I feel about him will always overcome the 10 hours of traveling or the snap chats that hold us over. And no matter how much it sucks or how many people who tell me I can't do it, I remind myself of how all the good he has brought into my life and I know for sure, I would do this all over again for him.
