Funny

Funny how you meet people, thinking that they might not make an impact. Then comes along this dickhead. You both seem the same, but with little differences. They're serious at times, while you can't keep your mouth shut from laughing. They have a plan for the day, while you're still sleeping in at noon. They know what they like and dislike, while you don't care much or care for everything.

You're both on the other sides of the spectrum when it comes to things, but at times you do the same thing. You both laugh at something funny, you both like some of the same music, you both like little odd things, you both love to be goofy, you both think you're right, you both get mad at certain things, you both care about one another, and you both love each other.

You thought early on about where the relationship will go. It only goes two ways, you break up, or get married. You ask them a dumb question, "Would you marry me?" You said it very nonchalantly, or you said it as a curious question that you wanted an answer for. You didn't know if they felt the same, but you wanted to see if you should pursue them or not. You didn't want to get hurt like you always do. So, you end up asking a weird question.

The person responds with a shocked facial expression. You don't remember what they said, but it made you feel happy inside. You continue to pursue them. You felt scared about your parents and how they would react. You were mostly scared that your mother wouldn't approve of them, because she had a list. It was a stupid list. You had your own list.

1. Have to be adventurous
2. Have to have ambition/goal
3. Have to be educated (easy)
4. Have to be kind hearted
5. Have to cook (because you can't)
6. Have to love every inch of you, no matter what you like with the lights on naked.

You were scared about your mom's response when you walk in with a surprise. You tell them, "Not yet. I promise." They don't like the way of your thinking, but don't tell you that until you're 6 months in your relationship when you guys are talking one night. You needed to plan it at the right moment. You announced it the most awkward way possible. Have a dinner and bring a "friend". Good job! You completed the most stupid and childish way of going about things. You dumb fuck!

Anyway, you tell your parents. They took some time to approve. Fights and arguments went around. You said your, "sorry's" and were on your way. Good. You completed level one of being a person in a new relationship. Now for the bad news. You got accepted into a college, far away, but want to keep things going. It doesn't go well, but they make it work. You run to their house the day before you leave and see them cry. It breaks your heart, you've never seen them get so sad before, but it doesn't change the situation.

You wanted to stay. You wanted to hold them in your arms. You didn't want to go. You wanted to be with them.

You got to college, everything went well, at first. Then things got a little rocky. Never did it stay that way, because things picked back up for the good. You made friends. You loved them. You missed your significant other. Winter break was coming up. It went by so fast, but you still hold on to the memories you made with your SO (significant other).

Fast forward to now. You are in London. Across the sea about 5,000 miles away from your SO. You are nearing the end of the second term. You feel summer creeping up. You can't wait.

Your SO had a very future-y, weird, but good talk. Marriage again. It was quite nice how they described their feelings for you. Of course, your SO fell asleep, again, but it was nice to see their cute face.

I write this because I am thinking about the positive and about the future. I hope it goes well, I want to make it go the way I see it. I hope I become the person I want to be. I hope I get my dream job, Marine Biologist Researcher, in case you're wondering.








Goodnight love
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