Becca | 17 | New Jersey | I like foxes and my boyfriend
It’s nights like tonight where I wish I could fall asleep in his arms. I can hear the rain outside my window and it’s the perfect temperature in my room. We could be cuddling right now, and I could be so happy. But we aren’t. And I’m not.
He’s sleeping in his bed in a town that’s not mine. And I’m sleeping a my bed in a town that’s not his. And our parents won’t allow us sleeping together even though its been more than two years. And it makes me sad knowing that I can’t be there with him if he wakes up randomly in the night or if he wants to cuddle. And it makes me sad that I can’t wake up to him.
Growing up I never thought I’d fall in love. I never cared about anything. Everyone still thinks I’m cold and heartless. But I am in love. I’ve never felt so much emotion for anything or anyone before. It’s crazy. And to think, I got lucky at 14. And we’re still going strong almost two and a half years later.
