I Am in Love

So, love. You imagine hearts and flowers, cuddles, gifts and the like, but it's not all that easy. I'm currently in a relationship that is just over a year old now, so still fairly new. I love my boyfriend. The first time I met him I knew I was going to fall for him, the smile, the laugh, his general atmosphere instantly drew me in. Three months later, we became official. I now can't imagine my life without him, which is a scary feeling. I'm still young and will supposedly have many relationships in my time, which scares me. He won't always be there?

I refuse to say that he completes me, is my other half or makes me, me. Purely because I feel that you should be your own person and be completely yourself before you share yourself with someone else. I prefer to say that he makes me a better version of me. He brings out the best of the person that I am and I am eternally grateful for it.

Being in love is the best thing I could ever imagine. I get to see the beautiful face I fell in love with every day, grinning from ear to ear. We cuddle, play around, joke about, go out for romantic meals and just spend time together, but then Monday comes and he goes back to work and I go back to being the hardworking student I always have been. We text around our busy schedules and occasionally talk on the phone, but it's distant. Then comes the next weekend and we feel like its a new relationship again.

I love seeing him grow into the strong independent person I know he can be, and without seeming too big headed, he's grown a lot since we've been together. His career has developed, going on from university into a well-paying job taking all opportunities offered to him. As well as his job, he takes care of me as I currently don't have time for a job. There's not much more I could ask for. He's perfect.

We both have the same friendship group, his colleagues and my peers. My best friend (an ex-colleague of mine who is a lot older than me) is a part of this friendship group and gets on really well with my boyfriend, as well as all of our other friends. Most of them are older than me, some by five years, some by 15, but I love all of them, including the BF, considerably. Our mixed friendship group allows us to spend a lot more time together around our busy schedules as we can be with each other while out with friends.

Love isn't this simple. We have arguments, queries and worries. I spend too much time worrying about my studies, he spends a lot of time stressing about work. We get on each other's nerves, sometimes don't talk for days, but I will always love him. As I write this, he is angry at me, ignoring my texts and calls. I know by the morning, he'll have left me a voicemail, saying that we were both stupid for fighting and that he's sorry. We'll go back as if nothing happened.

Love is never perfect. You will fight. You will hate each other sometimes. But the most important thing is that you realise that you love them more than anything, and wouldn't change them for the world.

I know you read on here, so if you're reading Freddie, I love you. I always will.