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Here’s a story of two people in love talking about their future.
Scrolling through my phone is so boring, but I can’t help it; I’m just waiting for my boyfriend to text me. He texts me every day, I know that, but when he hasn’t texted me today, I feel like something is wrong. Did I do something wrong? I hope I didn’t do anything that could drive him away. I like him a lot, and to lose him would break my heart. I’ve known him since high school, being friends with him at first, but then we started to really like each other to a point where we started our relationship in college and we grew closer together. I don’t know what it is, but something about this relationship feels different. The guys before him were very dull; there weren’t enough sparks that could ignite anything inside me. But with Matt, every day I’m with him, sparks ignite, and the fireworks burst into the sky in my life. Every kiss feels novel, every hug feels comforting, and every time we look at each other, it feels like there’s nothing and no one but us. But today, I’m scared that I might have done something wro-
Why is there tapping on my window? Is someone throwing pebbles at my window?
I get up from my bed and walk to my window before lifting it open to see Matt downstairs in jeans and a t-shirt. “Hey, what are you doing here?” I ask him, my voice low so I don’t wake up my family. It’s almost midnight, so why would he be here?
“I came to see you. Sorry I came late, but I wanted to come and talk to you. Can I come up?” Matt says as he stands in the backyard, anticipating for my answer.
“Yeah, come up. Come to the front,” I tell him, but I don’t move as he insists, “No, I’ll climb up. I don’t want anyone to wake up from the front door.”
“No!” I whisper, “You’ll get hurt. Remember the last time you climbed up to my room?”
“It’s fine. I got this,” Matt says as he jogs to the ladder and climbs up to my window. I help him inside, whispering to him to be careful as he enters through the window. Once he’s inside, he stands up, almost hovering over me, and smiles as he asks, “How are you?”
I chuckle and say, “I’m fine. You?”
“Meh, I’m good. Just happy to be here,” Matt says, continuing to smile.
I sigh internally out of relief, clearing my thoughts of anything that worried me about this relationship, but now I’m curious.
“So, what did you want to talk about?” I ask.
“Um, can we sit? It’s important,” he says, and we both sit on my bed as we face each other. Then, he grabs and holds my hand as he looks at me and begins, “Chelsea, we’ve known each other since high school, and we’ve been friends for a long time, right?”
I nod, remembering all the times we hung out together and having a good time.
“Well, I haven’t told you this, but I was jealous of all the times you were dating other guys, always wishing that it was me being with you. But now that we’re together, I feel happy and good. It’s almost as if it was fate that brought the both of us together.”
“I agree, but what’s going on? Why are you here so late? And why haven’t you texted me?” I ask him, my burning curiosity pushing me to get answers from Matt.
“I’ve been giving myself time to think about us. It’s to a point where it was distracting me while I’m at work and I’ve contemplated on whether or not to call you. I even wanted to take a nap so I can clear my thoughts, but I couldn’t sleep because I was thinking about you and our future together. Chelsea, I’m serious when I tell you that I love you very much, more than you will ever know. I can’t ever think about my life without you.”
“Matt, what’s this about?” I ask, my heart beating rapidly as I listen to him express everything that he’s been feeling.
“Chelsea, do you remember how we had that conversation about marriage a while back?” Matt asks me.
I nod as I answer, “Yeah, you told me that marriage is just nothing but paper and a ring. A prison for couples and it’s useless.”
Matt chuckles as he says under his breath, “What an idiot I was to say that.”
“What, have you changed your mind?” I ask as I look at him.
Matt looks at me, his face serious as he says, “I was talking to my parents about their marriage, as they’ve been together for so long, and I ask how they are still in love. They told me that it all has something to do with how they treat their marriage; it’s more than just a piece of paper and two rings on their finger. I look at them and all I see is two partners that tag-team when things get tough or when they have the best day ever. They comfort each other and celebrate when they have their wins. So, when I look at them, I see us. You know my parents, don’t you ever notice those things?”
“Yeah, I notice . They truly love each other very much,” I tell him, smiling as I think about how his parents are in love with each other and enjoy just their presence together. I could even feel just how much they love each other.
“And I even talked about us, and they said that they feel that there’s a future for us. I have to admit, I didn’t believe in marriage, but when I’m with you, I feel like marriage is possible, and that our marriage would be a partnership that we can have. I trust you; I respect you, and I care for you. It’s more than just some little love. With you, it’s a love that’ll last forever,” Matt explains to me.
I can’t help but just sit there and stare at him. Here he is, in my room, telling me how much he loves and cares for me. I think about our relationship and just see how our relationship blossomed to this day. Holding hands, kissing, hugging, and just spending time together may look like they last a few seconds, minutes even, but to us they last forever, and when we pull away from each other, there’s this everlasting lingering feeling that stays with us until we get back together.
“Chelsea? What are you thinking about?” Matt asks me, his smooth voice snapping me out of my thoughts.
I look at him, smiling, as I say, “I love you, Matt. And it makes me truly happy that you want to get married. I just want to say that you make me so happy because of how you treat me and how much you believe in me. You even let me believe in you and that you trust me. Now, I know that marriage is on your radar.”
Matt smiles at me and then leans in to kiss me. As soon as his lips touch mine, fireworks fly to the sky and burst into a colorful light, and I can feel my heart beat even faster. I bring my hand to his face, and he moves closer to me to kiss me even deeper. I want him so much, it almost hurts. The world around us changes into a star-filled space and shooting stars fly around us as we continue to kiss, and the stars begin to form into constellations as he kisses my bottom lip. When we pull away from each other, we’re breathing hard from the deep kiss, and we look at each other. I love this man so much; it would hurt if he ever leaves me after this whole conversation.
“Can I stay with you?” Matt whispers as he continues to kiss me.
“Yes,” I tell him, not even caring about my family sleeping in the house. I mean, my family loves Matt like he’s one of us, but they wouldn’t approve of us sleeping in the same bed until we’re married.
Matt and I lay together on my bed, and I turn on the speaker to softly play music in the background, trying to not wake up everyone else in the house. As we face each other, Matt continues, “I’ve always dreamed of us being together since high school, but I was afraid that you would reject me.”
“Really?” I ask, surprised at his confession.
“Yeah. I was happy with our friendship, so I wanted to wait until it was time. I’m so glad I waited until we got into this relationship. I just love how optimistic you are, how patient you can be when the world is so fast-paced, and just how you see the world. You see it for what it is but still have hope for the best. It makes me want to change how I see the world myself. I don’t ever want to let go of us,” Matt says, his voice low but powerful as he utters every single word.
I know that life with Matt will be different once we get married; things will change but I know that it would be for the best. We’ll continue to build a life together, and it’ll be more than just a piece of paper and two rings that we’ll wear. I may not know exactly what marriage is, but what I do know is that being married to him will be a life I would never imagine with anyone else. I’m elated that we had this talk, and I’m glad that Matt is open about marriage now. This is the moment that I will hold onto forever, even after we get married.
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