Warning: cheesy romantic gooey relationship stuff under the cut. Sorry, mobile users...
But with Anthony it's different. Since we started dating almost eleven months ago whenever we're apart, whether it's for the weekend or for a couple weeks, I miss him. I miss him so much that if I start thinking about it too much I can't help but start crying.
It's not that I'm emotionally dependent on him, I just love him so much and want to be with him and it sucks so bad that we have to be four hours away from each other. The feeling that I have I'd have to describe as homesickness.
I know that's super cheesy and cliche and part of me hates myself for it, but another part of me doesn't care because I honestly didn't think I'd ever find this. I spent 21 years of my life with no romantic prospects and, while I had mostly gotten used to it and gotten to a point where I didn't need someone in my life to feel worth, it was still hard. Especially since the only two times I almost ended up in a relationship both guys lead me on for a while before telling me they didn't, in fact, actually want to be in a relationship at that point in their lives.
In fact, I wasn't really looking for a relationship when I met Anthony. I had signed up for OkCupid because two of my roommates did and were getting messages and dates and I thought it might be fun just to flirt and go on a couple dates and enjoy my last year of college. Then Anthony messaged me and we hit it off right away and next thing you know it was a month later and he asked me to be his girlfriend and here we are, almost a year after that.
And even though we've only been dating for a short amount of time, our love has already been tested enough that we know it's real and we have something special. He might be my first actual relationship, but I'm happy to call him my one and only and I don't feel at all like I'm settling or need to date around anymore to find someone else.
And I can't wait until I don't feel homesick anymore.
