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Engaged in Barcelona 🇪🇸 with my best friend.

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The Story of Us

A tiny disclaimer before I dive into this story.  I’m madly and deeply in love with my girlfriend, so I’m just a little biased when it comes to her. So if you’re interested in reading a modern day love story cultivated from a dating app, continue reading. Otherwise, go ahead and scroll past this tumblr post... but you might be missing out. 

9 months ago I was just a single gal, living life, spending weekends drinking with friends. Over the course of 9 years, I had one relationship that ended after 3 years and another that ended after 5. After my most recent relationship ended, I was really just enjoying me. I was focused on not getting back into anything serious unless I knew it was the one. 

I did what all single people fall into in Los Angeles, I made a dating profile. Yeah, my intention wasn’t really to date but rather just meet new people. I had been out of the “dating” game for so long, I really forgot how it all works. I matched with some people here and there, everyone seemed so eager to meet right away. And that just wasn’t what I wanted to do yet. Until I met, her (aka the greatest love of my life). She was so easy to talk to. You know that giddy feeling you get when you’re waiting for your crush to respond to your texts? Yeah I was feeling all the feels every time I saw her name pop up on my screen. You couldn’t wipe the smile off of my face. 

Let me tell you I tried really hard not to fall for this girl. I was not looking for a relationship, I told myself and all my friends that I didn’t want to waste any more time with another meaningless relationship. We had started talking to each other a couple weeks before I was set to leave on a trip to Budapest. We had made a plan to meet after I came back from my trip... But that wasn’t soon enough. We needed to meet before, so we did. And it ended up being one of the best decisions we could have made. We went from not planning on seeing each other before I left, to seeing each other 5 times (yeah you read that right) before I left. I flew to Budapest for the week, and the entire time I was there I was still texting her. Wishing I could show her what a beautiful city it was. She was literally across the world, but I couldn’t get her out of my mind.  Can you guess who came to pick me up at the airport the day I flew back? She did. The very next day I took my first solo trip and flew to Boston. I was able to really think about things and realized what I wanted. What I knew I wanted all along but was too afraid to admit, I wanted her. So the night I flew back to LA, I drove straight to her and picked her up after she ended work. We talked in the car for hours & I told her I wanted a serious relationship and that’s what I got. I didn’t know if things were going to work out. But you’re never going to know unless you try. 

Time does not equate to love. You could be with someone for 5 years and it could mean nothing. Or you could be with someone for 7 months and it can mean everything.  I would have missed out on the best thing to happen in my life, if I had let being afraid stop me from trying. If you had asked me 9 months ago if I would be where I am now I would have laughed and said no way. But here I am, writing this tumblr post from our new apartment we live in together and falling for her even more after reminiscing about our beginning together. 

If you read this lengthy post, thank you. My wish is that this gives people hope in finding true love *as cliche as that sounds. It might take a little bit of time, but for every failed relationship you’re that much closer to finding the one.  Everyone deserves to find theirs. I’m so unbelievably happy I found mine. 

Cheers, 

- S