Long-term Relationship Realities

I am truly lucky to have my boyfriend as he is. No one else can ever understand me and my little dramas in life than him and he stays with me no matter how mean I am. I may can’t relate to some parts of this blog but it surely has taught me a lot. ♥

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1. You don’t have to see each other every day. If you can, then why not? But you don’t have to nag each other about you or your partner coming over just because you haven’t seen a glimpse of each other for the day (yet). For long distance relationships, if you can insert that five-minute Facetime before you head for work (and before he hits the sack), then great. However, you don’t feel it a requirement for you to start your day right and for him to cap his day off with it. And this isn’t about not making time for seeing each other, it’s just that you’ve reached a point in your relationship when you’ve realized the difference about being there and being clingy. Minus the Skype, Facetime and whatever video call apps you use, you are present. And he knows that.

2. You don’t have to update each…

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When You’re Young, Stupid, And In Love

“Everyone is dumb at the tenderness of 22. You are barely older, but far more stupid to not see my wanting had nothing to do with age, and all to do with you.”

So, this line just hit me. (* ̄m ̄)

Thought Catalog

Shanon WiseShanon Wise

I think it’s the wanting that hurts us the most.
We pretend to fall victim to a prophecy of unrequited aching,
We place blame on others,
Ourselves.
We yell things like betrayal,
Deceit.
But I don’t think that’s what it is.
Unfulfilled promises that loom heavy like a storm that never comes to blow,
No.
I don’t even think it’s the stabs to carefully protected egos,
The times we are so positive something has to work,
and find ourselves stumbling back home,
Alone.

I think it’s the wanting.
The haunting
Of needing something in a way you cannot express.
Body over mind.
Mind over heart,
All logic thrown out the door,
Like when I sat alone waiting for you,
how little I must have meant,
when the thought of our reunion burned such a wanting in me.
And all your wanting was gone within minutes,
A wanting…

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