The Drive
So, I awoke at about 7 am this morning to find my lovely Jolene sleeping beside me. It's such an beautiful thing to wake up beside the one you love . . . there are no words to describe it. (note: I spent the night at Jo's 'cause I had to stay late Wed., but parents had to go to Ohio that afternoon)
Eventually dragged ourselves out of bed for I could get things around, eat breakfast, and attempt to part ways until she visits (Omg, Aug. 19th!). That's possibly the most difficult moment of my life: letting go of a crying Jolene after several hugs and kisses, forcing myself to get in the car, and driving away. *sighs* No words to describe that either...
However, I was holding it together, almost in tears, and it finally came apart when "Amazed" by Lonestar played on the CD player as I pulled out of the gas station on Rawson and 76th. So, things got more teary (yes, I'll admitt to it, I cried, call me a pussy or w/e u like) when I drove down 76th, by our old house, then turnd around to go up Drexel, drove by the school, then back down Puetz, finally down 76th to Ryan, and eventually to the freeway. It was depressing, but I liked taking one last look at some of the most memorable parts of Franklin. ( I know they all seem so normal to us all, but when you're leaving, things definately are viewed differently. You all will understand when you must do the same, just not completely moving away, it's part of the moving on to the next stage. However, we all will find certain things as we mature, more specifically for me: a person I love and memories with friends, that will stay with you forever.)
So, as I dried up my eyes and face with a few tissues as I drove along the freeway, I drifted into so many memories of my life in Franklin. Since 6th grade it's been my home and it's truly been where I grew up. Ohio is still a home to me, but I think Franklin became just as much of one, if not more so. I matured there, my true friends are there, my memories are there, my familarities are there, my love is there, simply everything is there minus my family and Ohio State.
I want to thank you all for the support over the last few weeks and the friendships, whether they were for several years or just the last year. I truly love Franklin and it will always be my home. As well, I hope to keep in touch and talking to you all. Even more thanks to those of you who have offered me a place to stay, such as Rusty and a few others. (of course Jolene did too, but that's assumed and was already known:p)
Lastly and most importantly, I'd just like to say . . . (for her, but you all can read too, I don't mind)
I miss you already, but I know we can do this. I know it may seem silly to everyone else, but actually finding a deep, pasionate, ture love is possible at such an age as ours. One could only understand if you found it yourself, which so few do. But, sometimes in life, there are just things you KNOW will happen and you KNOW will work out. This love and relationship is like that for me. Yes, sometimes relationships fail, but that's a risk in any relationship, close or distant. It will be hard, it will be difficult, and we both will change over the next 4 years. Yet, the person we are today will still be the person we are four years from now. Just more educated, more mature, and a few new friends. However, even 430 miles apart, we can live through the changes together. We have that special kind of communication between us. And most importantly, we have a belief in each other. We know our dreams, our plans, and we can see the person the other wishes to become (and will). That's the beauty of love, it's not just falling for the person you see before you, but also falling for the person you can see them becoming.
Eventually dragged ourselves out of bed for I could get things around, eat breakfast, and attempt to part ways until she visits (Omg, Aug. 19th!). That's possibly the most difficult moment of my life: letting go of a crying Jolene after several hugs and kisses, forcing myself to get in the car, and driving away. *sighs* No words to describe that either...
However, I was holding it together, almost in tears, and it finally came apart when "Amazed" by Lonestar played on the CD player as I pulled out of the gas station on Rawson and 76th. So, things got more teary (yes, I'll admitt to it, I cried, call me a pussy or w/e u like) when I drove down 76th, by our old house, then turnd around to go up Drexel, drove by the school, then back down Puetz, finally down 76th to Ryan, and eventually to the freeway. It was depressing, but I liked taking one last look at some of the most memorable parts of Franklin. ( I know they all seem so normal to us all, but when you're leaving, things definately are viewed differently. You all will understand when you must do the same, just not completely moving away, it's part of the moving on to the next stage. However, we all will find certain things as we mature, more specifically for me: a person I love and memories with friends, that will stay with you forever.)
So, as I dried up my eyes and face with a few tissues as I drove along the freeway, I drifted into so many memories of my life in Franklin. Since 6th grade it's been my home and it's truly been where I grew up. Ohio is still a home to me, but I think Franklin became just as much of one, if not more so. I matured there, my true friends are there, my memories are there, my familarities are there, my love is there, simply everything is there minus my family and Ohio State.
I want to thank you all for the support over the last few weeks and the friendships, whether they were for several years or just the last year. I truly love Franklin and it will always be my home. As well, I hope to keep in touch and talking to you all. Even more thanks to those of you who have offered me a place to stay, such as Rusty and a few others. (of course Jolene did too, but that's assumed and was already known:p)
Lastly and most importantly, I'd just like to say . . . (for her, but you all can read too, I don't mind)
I miss you already, but I know we can do this. I know it may seem silly to everyone else, but actually finding a deep, pasionate, ture love is possible at such an age as ours. One could only understand if you found it yourself, which so few do. But, sometimes in life, there are just things you KNOW will happen and you KNOW will work out. This love and relationship is like that for me. Yes, sometimes relationships fail, but that's a risk in any relationship, close or distant. It will be hard, it will be difficult, and we both will change over the next 4 years. Yet, the person we are today will still be the person we are four years from now. Just more educated, more mature, and a few new friends. However, even 430 miles apart, we can live through the changes together. We have that special kind of communication between us. And most importantly, we have a belief in each other. We know our dreams, our plans, and we can see the person the other wishes to become (and will). That's the beauty of love, it's not just falling for the person you see before you, but also falling for the person you can see them becoming.