Love.

Love is a weird thing. One month you're friends, next you try a relationship and next you don't know how to function without talking to them. You become in a way obsessed with them, you love them so much you find opportunities to meet, to cuddle, to kiss.

Even though you ache for them, you need time apart. I see my boyfriend around once a week which we like, we see eachother in a way frequently then as well as having a build up to it which in a way makes it more special. 

Distance isn't something I need to think about yet. When we both go to University, one up north and one on the south coast and it will test us, but I really hope we make it through. It will test us at times and give us good and bad moments but that's what happens when you get into a serious relationship. You get tested. 

Even if we don't make it, I know we have had a good relationship and I will forever remember my first love. He means the world to me and for the foreseeable future, will continue to be. 

I love him. 

“You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.”
- Dr. Seuss