Today my boyfriend texted me that he got into a college in NY. We both live in jersey and until now, the best college acceptance he had gotten was from Tulane which is all the way in New Orleans.
The little time we’ve been together has no reflection on how strong the connection we have is. It is far more than something physical or materialistic, it’s beyond just emotional. We’ve gone through so much together, helping each other grow each step of the way, making one another better beings.
We’ve had this conversation before, what we would do if he had to go to school far, far away. Of course, we are both more than willing to work for it. I can’t imagine him with anyone else. Call it selfish. I don’t care. I love him more than I could begin to describe and I want him to be the person I spend the rest of my life with. At my age, it sounds silly, I know. But, I know.
Today. Today gave me hope. Hope that it won’t have to be hard. Hope that we’ll be just a two hour car ride away. I certainly know that that is better than having to take a plane to him once a month. Regardless of what happens, I will do what it takes, work as long as I have to for plane tickets or gas money, to make this work. And maybe, just maybe, an acceptance to NYU is on it’s way, and my plane rides and car rides could be opted to for twenty minute train rides. In which case, my parents could start saving up for our wedding now.