I read a few of others' posts on this thread and I feel like it's mostly confusion and some negativity. So, I thought, why not add and spew loving nonsense all over this place?
My significant other and I have been dating for about six months now and it's has and will continue to be absolutely wonderful! It's a loving, trusting relationship. I met him in my art class last school year, seeing him but never taking notice until the las couple weeks of school. We had to look for references or ideas for our final project. There were computers in one section of the room, ad on a whim, I decided to sit next to him. It was something that came really smoothly and naturally, talking to him wasn't tedious, and I enjoyed his company and presence. We laughed a lot, and every moment possible the next week or so I spent talking to him. The end of the year was looming, and I thought to myself, 'I can't lose someone like this,' so I planned to ask him to do something the day after the last day of school when I was free before my trip. I ended up rather comfortably spitting it out while we were walking together one day, and later, he told me he began laughing because he was just about to ask the same thing to me, at the same time, for the same date. We went walking that day in a nature reserve. I got to know him pretty well that day, then I left for an eight-day tour with worries it didn't happen, or he's not what I thought he was, etc etc. In short, none of that was true.
He is an incredible blessing to me and I can't quite fathom it. The depths of his love for me? Through all of my mistakes and faults, and good moments and bad, it's still steady and comforting. And how he puts no pressures on me for his own desires . "If you're happy, I'm happy," he always says? It's wonderful. And still, he is nothing of perfect; with his inane historical jokes, and the nonsense that comes out of his mouth sometimes. I wrote, "Louis (middle; censored) (last; censored) is a beautiful vibrant intellectual soul that experiences joy, pain, and growth like all others do. He's very quirky; has great taste in film, music, historical and modern art, poetry and literature; and there's the off chance that I may be addicted to the sound of his laughter. Even possibly his inquistive and sweet remarks at me staring off into oblivion as I often do, "A penny for your thoughts, madam?," or his esteeming references to me to his confidants as, "the Mrs.," or "her majesty." He also has a rampant love of plaid and all his clothing must be [vintage and/or] all-American made, a tendency to quote [fine] literature at the worst times, has way too many [tediously organized] desktop backgrounds, a horrible singing voice, and is very, very thin." I love him nevertheless and all the more so.
Now, realistic problems in our relationship? Uh herm. Louis says stupid things sometimes. I do too, actually. He's a little judgemental about some things, like furries and whatnot but more in a silly way. I wish we had more time together. We don't share the same lunch hour anymore, so I don't see his lovely face except for five minutes or so per day, sadly, and then time on weekends/breaks. People misunderstand our relationship, particularly dogmatic adults and teens who think dating is a social status activity, but no matter. We are what we are, regardless of what you see.
Rant over! ;u; Love y'all
