I meant to post this forever ago but I forgot so I’m posting it now even though no one will see it because it’s one am and it’ll be buried by other night blogging shenanigans.
I went to go look over at my dad because I thought the picture had already taken and this is what happened. LOLOLOLOLOL
So, can I just take a step back real quick so I can talk about how amazing the person pictured above is? That boy, the one to the left? Well, his name is River. I don’t even know where to begin with this. Almost two years ago, he waltzed into my life via Cheyanne and never really got around to leaving. Thank god he never did. I remember the first night he texted me. We talked for hours on end and began to talk frequently after that night. Soon we started texting each other every day, and it became a part of my daily routine. Every morning I would text him when I woke up, and every night he would text me until I had to go to sleep. I quickly realized how important he was becoming in my life. Not too long after we met, some things happened that led me to be very unhappy. Even though we hadn’t known each other that long, he stuck with me through the whole thing; he helped fix me up again. And to this day, he always has. A year ago, he asked me to be his girlfriend on Valentine’s Day. We hadn’t even met in person yet, but he didn’t care. Unfortunately, I was stupid, and I let the distance scare me off, among other things. However, he still stuck by my side. He became my best friend, and he’s stayed that way as he promised. I tell him everything, all the time, no matter what it is. We have everything in common, whether it be music, views, games, books, people, or movies. I have never fought with him. Over the year, he and I only grew closer, and our feelings followed close behind. On July 1st of this year at twelve in the morning, he asked me out again. This time, I said yes, and to be honest, I haven’t been this happy in a long time. I have never felt this way about another person before. I thought I did, but let’s be honest here, I haven’t. For almost two years I’ve liked him, and my feelings haven’t faltered once. They’ve only gotten stronger. I love how natural things are between us. We can talk about anything openly without the fear of it being taken the wrong way completely. I can be myself around him. My goofy, clumsy, awkward self. And I can do it comfortably. I don’t feel the need to wear makeup, or wear all these cute clothes, or try to be something I’m not to try to keep him around. It’s because I don’t have to try. If he wanted anyone else, he easily could have had her, but he chose me. That alone meant the world to me. River, you are on of the most beautiful people I know. Even though you aren’t physically here all the time, you still make me laugh when I want to cry, relax when I’m stressed, and come beck to reality hen I’m in over my head. You keep a constant, genuine smile on my face. You help me keep my head and heart in the right place, and everything you say to me has so much meaning. I love our three hour Skype conversations, how we post random things on each others wall, and how dorky we are. I love the way you get along with my family and friends, and I love how you take personal relationships like that to heart. You and I, we’ve come really far. We have literally been to hell and back together, and we’re still stuck hip to hip. I love you. I really, truly love you. To me, you’ve put the stars in the sky, and you taught me so many important skills, such as the ability to be patient. You’ve also taught me to love myself, and you’ve taught me how to just shut out people’s bullshit completely. Thank you so much for all that you have done for me and all that you continue to do. I know we’re young and all, but you’re my best friend and my boyfriend, and I hope that you and I can be together for a long, long time. I love you.