my boyfriend,
i know as soon as people see a teenager writing about their boyfriend they think “oh i bet shes sooooo in love pshh, they probably just met and next week she’ll be on to the next one” but thats not true. i love my boyfriend very much,
not a teenage love, not puppy love, not “omg i have a boyfriend” love, but love, like a bestfriend love, like i hope you’re in my life forever love, like a willing to argue for days that this isnt just a highschool fling love.
my boyfriend has seen me happy,mad,crying,angry,bored etc. he’s seen me all bummy in sweatpants, he’s seen me with cake all over my face, he’s helped me handle my stress with school, helped me get through all the times my baby sister got sick or hurt and i was scared, he was even there when i picked my dress for my 15, he holds me when im mad ‘cause he knows it’ll make me feel better, he’s been there since my baby sister was like 3 months old &she loves him now, she even calls him “Bro”, he’s seen me red with anger, he’s seen me in my in my big ol’ 15 dress, he’s seen my crying hysterically, he even saw me the next morning with my hair all puffed and my eyes all swollen from exhaustion, he’s been there through everything.
im glad we’ve been together for almost a year and half now, but the time doesn’t even matter, its what we’ve been through.
i dont believe that i cant be in love just ‘cause im only 15, i just honestly dont believe that.