Years ago, I built a great big wall around my heart. I shielded myself from anything and anyone that could potentially hurt me. I was tired of opening myself up to people, and then being left alone wondering why I wasn’t enough.
Then I met you.
We ran into each other our sophomore year of high school. I didn’t want a relationship. But, we talked every day, video chatted non-stop, and you always found me at lunch. You didn’t talk much due to shyness, but that was fine by me. I knew I could crack the shell somehow. For then, we were just friends.
Everyday we talked, I was falling in love with you. We grew very fond of each other; we were inseparable.
Everyone discouraged us. Your friends told you that you had no chance of ever having me, and my friends told me I deserved someone better and that I should drop you. You proved your friends wrong, and I dropped the ones that had nasty things to say, and I chose you.
Friends aren’t supposed to belittle you.
You invited me to your 7 on 7 football tournament. You were still so shy and nervous that you wouldn’t talk, and you would barely glance at me. And when I caught you staring, you’d hurriedly look away. It was cute. Don’t worry though, I got to meet your amazing mom and some of your brothers that day.
A few days after your tournament, you asked me to be your girlfriend. The words “Crap, I forgot to ask earlier. Will you go out with me?” made me the happiest person ever. You opened up to me more and more everyday we were together. You were still a little in the beginning stages of being affectionate. Hand holding, kissing, and hugging hadn’t happened until around our 3 month mark together. I was growing impatient, but I knew you were waiting for the right moments.
We had a small hiccup early on in our relationship too, but it has definitely made us stronger than ever.
We never thought we’d make it this far.
Little did we know…
It’s been two years now with you.
No breakups, just tiny arguments here and there. Five minutes into our arguments, and we made up. We never put the blame on each other. We handle the problem together and fight the problem instead of one another.
Some people say you meet the love of your life before you turn 17. Although that saying may not be scientifically proven, I’ve watched us grow together over these past two years, and I can definitely say that I feel we will spend the rest of our lives with each other.
I love you Zach.
You and I have been on this crazy, dramatic, emotional, and fun roller coaster ride for two years, and it’s been a hell of a ride. I’d do it all over again.
Here’s to many more years with you!