1,324 miles; My LDR story

💗July 2017💗

            Ahhhh, the last month of school. Finally. I deserved a break. I can't really remember too much from the beginning of the month, so we're gonna skip towards the end...

           By now, I had been bugging my parents for ages about Alex coming to Taunton in the first week of summer. On the Thursday evening before our last week of school, I finally realised that my mum was the one accepting of it all. Somehow, she persuaded my dad to let him stay. Obviously there were two main rules (because my parents are kinda strict when it comes to boys); no sleeping in the same room and we won't be left alone in the house together.

            Which was fair enough, but I was still extremely happy. The day at school, a Friday, I was messaging Alex seeing if there was a way to work it out. So far, there was no hope.

On the way to my nan's house, he was about to ask me if it would be possible to take him to the airport early in the morning, but then he said to not bother. Because he couldn't get flights anyway. But soon enough, everything worked out alright in the end.

Basically, his stepdad was going to London from the 11th - 14th August, and Alex was able to get a flight with him. It just meant that we had to wait a little longer, and we'd be together for only four days instead of a week. Also, he'd have to get the train just like the time before.

The next week at school was pretty good, although it rained pretty much everyday. But, we didn't have any lessons, so that was the best thing. And we didn't have to wear our stupid uniforms either. As Alex was already off school for summer, I called him everyday that week and spoke to him at school.

            That's one thing I don't think I'll be doing again anytime soon. Everyone rushed over screaming and saying stuff to him, and I couldn't hear for shit. I think I'm just gonna stick to FaceTiming him later on in the evening.

            Once school was out, I honestly can't remember what I did. But, I know this:

            On July 28th I was FaceTiming Alex, and my plan was to post a picture of us two at midnight with a paragraph I had written for our six month anniversary. And it worked. He loved it. This is what I wrote:

            January 29th 2017 ~ the day that changed my life. I can't believe that it's been half a year with you already. 181 days. Over 4,344 hours. All with you. Okay, maybe not physically. Why? Distance. 1,324 miles to be exact. But I wouldn't change it for the world. The endless hours spent with you on FaceTime truly make my day. The utterly crazy faces you pull and the mocking of my voice. It brings the biggest smile to my face. This picture was taken when we met for the first time back in March. Only 13 more days now until we meet again. You've brought me so much joy to my life. Overall, I'm a much more happier and confident person. All thanks to you. My perfect prince who came to save me from my own mind that was slowly destroying me. But you've been patient with me, as well as I've been patient with you. Sure, we've had our downs as well as our ups. We've got put down because of the distance, and I've showed you my fair share of tears. But if you truly love someone, you'll get through it no matter what. Again, thank you so much for all that you've done for me. I'm so proud to call you my boyfriend and soulmate. Thank you for these amazing 6 months; I'm sure there are many more to come. To my sweet, kind, caring, understanding, hot, cute, sexy, gorgeous, irresistible, handsome and perfect boyfriend - I love you forever baby, and I always will 💗💗💗👫😌🔐☺️🌎😘🌹😍💍💑

            I understand. It's a pretty long and cheesy essay if I'm being completely honest, but again, he loved it. And I love him.