The Guy That Brightens My Day…

This post will be about the wonderful guy in my life…my boyfriend. I was hesitant to write this post for a couple of reasons, but who cares. Life happens and why wouldn’t I wanna share stories about him?

His name is a normal one. Literally…first, middle, and last…all very basic. Okay, not as basic as John Smith, but close enough. He’s 12 years older than me. Look at him, robbing the cradle over here! I’m kidding. Though he’s older…he doesn’t act like it, most days. One special thing about him is we grew up in the same town. I know, nothing out of the ordinary for almost all couples, but to me…it blows my mind. He’s been in the same town as me all my life!

One thing I like to think of is…have we ever crossed paths before? I like to think of scenarios in my head (made up/real). So, I imagine the craziest ones, like always. One that replays lately, is us running into each other at the grocery store when I was younger. He’d be there struggling to remember the items he needed to buy and I’d see him there all scrunching his eyebrows. I’d stop him as I walk by and tell him I think he’s cute. We’d both just blush at the awkwardness because he’s deprived of being talked to by a girl. My mom would then text me telling me to hurry up and I’d leave. We’d glance at each other as I walk away…remembering that moment forever. In reality, that would have never happened. I’d been too scared to say anything and he’d look at me insane if I talked to him. He’d forget about me as he was checking out. Another crossing paths scenario is what if we were in the same restaurant or shopping center back in the day. He wouldn’t have looked my direction back then. Most of my scenarios take place when he was in his late teens to early 20s. I was a child then, haha. But, I wonder if we ever did run into each other. Did I think he was cute back then? I developed infatuations with people I’d see on the daily, who I never saw again. Was he one of them? 

It’s always fun to think about, though. Have I seen my boyfriend any other place before? My first boyfriend, I shall add. I never thought in a million years (yes, that exact amount!) would I ever have a boyfriend. I kind of “gave up” senior year of HS. But, who would’ve thought at the ripe age of 23 (22; when I first laid eyes on him), I’d find this guy! Haha.

12 years between us, though…I was in kindergarten when he graduated high school. Gross, lol. We/I notice the age difference when we talk/reminisce about the good ol’ days. I talk about being little and he’s like…I was a grown adult! Embarrassing but funny.

He has such a loving family. Consisting of his parents and his older brother (4 years older than him). Oh, and their two dogs! In my eyes, a normal family. Yes and no. They are very different than my family. Yes, true…as everyone’s families, aren’t the same. But still, different. Their house is one of a kind. I love it so much. A two-story house with a backyard to love for eons. An interior that was decorated for the weird and eccentric. I say that, yet I like it…ouija boards, dinosaurs, and vintage posters fill the space. Along with books, coasters, and dog fur.

Circling back to the backyard…I want it. I wish to raise my kid(s) in one like that someday. Nice area with a koi pond plus some trees/greenery. I probably have a romanticized idea of it, I’ve only been back there 2-3 times. I can picture having a treehouse back there. Or playing in the sprinkler as the sun bounces off the droplets of water. And my favorite…having a wedding back there. It’s out of the question anyway, he’d like a place with nice architecture and pretty stained glass. 

His family has welcomed me with open arms. I’m practically one of theirs. Is that a good thing? I think it is. I’m being loved by a family, something I lack at my own home. Though we have our differences in things, it’s nice to think they’d rescue me in a heartbeat if something were to happen to me. Well…I’d like to think that, but I won’t know until it happens.

My boyfriend tells me stories of his childhood all the time. Sometimes when I think about his life, I feel like I actually lived some of those moments. I like hearing about them…well, for the most part. I have lived his Christmas and Easter mornings to his movie nights with his family. From the origin story of his scar on his forehead to going to estate sales and toy shows with his parents. And even his first girlfriend and the many firsts with that. It breaks my heart that he lived so much life before me. It even annoys me to an extent. I wish I had been there. But, obviously, I can’t do much about it…it’s life. It’s something I have to live through his memories.

His friend group consists of 2 to an infinite amount of people. The two are his best friend from elementary school and his first girlfriend/ex/current roommate. I know, in my eyes, not the most ideal situation…anyways. I say infinite, only because he talks about a few people but doesn’t talk to them on the regular. He has his pen and paper game friends…I assume others on Discord, from other things. He can befriend anyone, I've noticed. Though he’s shy and quiet (for the most part), he’s very sweet and will talk your ear off once you get him yapping. It’s a blessing and a curse in my eyes…but that’s just something I need to deal with.

Thanks to him I now have a corrupted mind. I say that and yes it’s true, he says I would’ve been corrupted from the anime group. Not exactly true, because I have avoided such things this whole time...still. Though I “regret” some things I’ve learned, I do thank him for showing me stuff. Though it’s sinful, I thank him. Haha, you’re probably reading this right now thinking, uh this girl is insane. And the answer is…yeah, I am (jk jk). Plus, I would’ve learned about it sooner or later. Look, he’s the one who gave me my first kiss, AHHHH. (Totally overhyped, but it was pretty nice…cute)

I remember I wanted him to kiss me, months before I made the move. It was our 6th date, we ended the evening at his place. We watched Napoleon Dynamite (his first time viewing). We were chilling on the couch and we were close to each other, but still had room for Jesus, lol. We were still shy and such, but getting closer to each other. I wanted him near me, so I told him to scoot over. So he did. I love it when he wears his hair down, so I "requested" to see that. Ugh, he was so hot. I had to capture the moment, so I took a pic of him. My favorite moment of that night was when we were so bored, we had no idea what to do. Two awkward people in a room, on a couch together. I remember at one moment, I suggested we "look into each other's eyes bc studies have shown people fall in love after 4 minutes". Tell me why this guy, scooted himself towards me to look at me...excited much?! Lol, nothing happened that night...but I loved spending time with him.

I can go on and on about my moments with him, we have so many. But, hopefully, all (me, myself, and I) who read this...enjoy a sneak peek into my days with him. The story of how we met should be a whole other post only because it's so long...(local anime group + dating app + anime con + speed dating!). Anyways...

Until next time,

Zelly :))