I can’t wait to marry my bestfriend

I was fourteen years old when I first met him. We met through a mutual friend. I was into someone else at the time, but he made sure that it wouldn’t stay that way. We stayed up talking on AIM all night about silly things, just getting to know each other you would say. Then we started hanging out with other friends, I can still remember the first time he gave me a rose, it was the first time anybody got me a rose. I took it home in a water bottle and wouldn’t tell my mom who it was from because I was so shy. That summer we hung out so much at one of our friends houses, their was a few “couples” that we always hangout with because we were so young to just be hanging out alone. That summer we fell in love. There is no doubt in my mind about that. We layed out under the stars and he told me I was amazing. We clicked from the very beginning, there wasn’t a time where we were just friends. We stopped seeing each other by the end of 8th grade, because how long can a middle school relationship last right? Needless to say I was crushed. He had applied to the tech school that I applied to because we wanted to be together, we weren’t expecting to break up before high school. But we always weren’t expecting to get back together freshman year either. We did, and we were inseparable. I lost a lot of friends because I focused all my attention on him. We spent the holidays together and fell more in love. Sophomore year we fough and argued a ton. It wasn’t a good year for us. We both had been unfaithful to each other and had a terrible break up because of it. Everyone was so happy that we had finally broke up because we were always fighting and argueing.That was the worst heartbreak of my life, we claimed we hated each other and completely shut each other out. It was hard being at the same school, he got a new girlfriend and I had a new boyfriend. We had a class together where he and his friends would make fun of me etc. I hated it, and I thought I hated him.
We had gone two years without speaking to each other. Two entire years. And one day of our senior year I got a text. It was from him. We were both still in relationships, but he texted me, and that text changed my life. He came over that same day, and it was like he never left. I broke up with my boyfriend and we started secretly seeing each other again. We knew we loved each other all along. He ended up breaking up with his girlfriend and we went to prom together. Everyone was certainly surprised. That night he asked me to be his girlfriend again, and ever since then things have been falling into place. Things are working out now because we aren’t who we used to be, we get along so well and we fell in love all over again. He’s in the marine corps now, and we’re in a long distance relationship. It’s s difficult but has made us realize that we truly love each other. We are planning on getting engaged when he’s done his training.
I can tell you one thing I’ve learned from all of this. Love has no limits. Love doesn’t have to be traditional. People do grow up, and people do change. Sometimes you need to let it rain to find the sunshine. I have gone through absolute hell ith him. But I can honestly say that things couldn’t be any better than they are. I woukdnt trade it for the world. Sometimes if you stop searching for a perfect fairy tale, you will find a perfect love. What’s meant to be will always find its way.

I don’t see why so many people are so judgmental of young marriage? Assuming that young people don’t know what love is, or their rushing it, or they don’t know what they’re getting into? Well doesn’t ever mature at their own pace? Doesn’t everyone grow up differently and fall in love differently? Are there some young couples that aren’t mature enough to handle it? Most likely. Does that mean that’s how everyone is? No. It just blows my mind that young marriage is frowned upon more than teen pregnancy? I think that if you love someone, and you know that they are the one, then why should you wait until your 30 just so everyone will be happy for you? I’m going to be 20 this year and in most people’s eyes that’s too young. Everyone assumes that of you get married young you will get divorced. Ironic because a lot of our grandparents got married at 17 and have no divorced. It just irritates me that people talk bad about things they don’t understand. Everyone has a different situation, and everyone has different morals and goals in life. Why should the people that find their soulmate young have to hear all of these negative comments. If you are lucky enough to find that person at a young age it just means that you will have more time to grow and be with eachother. Okay I’m done

It’s funny because you always see people complaining about people who are in love and aren’t afraid to show it, but to me that complaining is just jealousy. Who wouldn’t wanna fall in love? Who wouldn’t wanna feel like they are cared for? Once you stop complaining about love you may find it.