I have been infatuated for the last 19 months, I want the best for him, I enjoy the things he does for me, and I adore every bit of him.
So which one am I again?
We can play dumb, giving up as if we had never heard of a successful long-distance relationship story before. Or we can keep moving, having faith in each other that we will make it through... And that "someday we'll be together" will finally come, for us to carry on.