Zero Out || M.C.

Seventeen

With everything you do in life there are always two paths. One path will lead to good things and one will lead you to reconsider taking the other path. The only problem is, once you've chosen your path, you can't rewind and take it back. You're stuck with whatever comes from your decisions. Along with those two paths, you find yourself amongst another pair of paths. By saying yes to one thing you are opened up to the two possibilities that are to come from saying yes. Things could either work out or go very badly, and once again, you're stuck with whatever happens. You don't have control over much. Deciding to move in with Michael was no exception to that rule.

The thing about moving in with someone you are close to or dating is that it can go one of two ways. In one way it could be fantastic and everything could work to your advantage. The process of living together, in a confined space with someone you love, it could even make you closer and your feelings of love could grow stronger. This is an intimate step that shows a different side to your life companion at this point. If it works in your favor, you'll continue to live happily ever after. When this happens, you know you've chosen the right path.

On the other side, living in a confined apartment with your boyfriend may not be the best option. While thinking of the idea it all seemed like nothing could go wrong, you felt like it was the best decision and everything would work out. But what some couples don't realize is that all the little things start to add up. Little things you never noticed before start to drive to crazy. The person you're moving in with can how sides of themselves that you hate. All the little intimate moments you had to yourself are now taken from you by this other life from living in your home. The problems that may arise during this will break most couples up, ruins everything they had. The safety blanket of having your own place is now gone and you have no where to go but in circles. Circles, we're going in circles, dizzy's all it makes us. The daily routine will eat a relationship from the inside out.

So when Michael moved in with me my head was pounding. Every possibility of how this could go was rushing through my brain 24/7. I did anything and everything to stay out of his way as he adjusted to the new life here. Nothing was much different but I was terrified of what would exonerate of us, what would happen to this perfect relationship we had going on at the moment. I didn't want to be one of those couples that were fine until they moved in together and then hated each other. I wanted Michael and I to have a good relationship. I wanted it to become stronger and prove to the world that we could last through whatever the universe threw at us. We had already been through so much together I couldn't imagine anything much worse happening. And if it did, we were strong. We were a rock.

Sure we had always had our little arguments here and there and living together didn't change that. We still argued in the beginning about stupid things that were easily fixed. But we were okay and still living life normally.

The things I loved the most about when Michael stayed over were now everyday occurrences and it only brightened my day. The way he would carry me to bed if I fell asleep in the couch, he'd done it almost every night. The goodnight kisses to my forehead were something I had grown to be reliant on. The way he snored ever so quietly all night long, it became the lullaby I needed every night. His morning routine of watching me get ready for work at the coffee shop was what I looked forward to every morning. The way he would prop himself up against the door frame and bite his lip, looking me up and down as I changed for bed, I craved the sexy look that appeared on his face every night. His nightly routine of handing me the shirt he wore for the day to sleep in, it was something he loved that I did. It was just a bunch of little things that I had become so attached too. I'm in love with him and all his little things. In my mind nothing could brake the bonds we had made and nothing could destroy the perfect little bubble of happiness we were living in.