I remember a night where I laid in bed shivering, burning up, sweating, and body aching like someone punched every muscle in my body. I went to bed early that night to give myself a better chance of overcoming the self-diagnosed flu, I needed to because I had to work the next day. I never told anyone about that night, and it was probably one of the worst nights I’ve had in the city since I moved here 2 years ago. Ironically though, It was one of the best nights because for at least 1 night my mind was distracted enough to avoid feeling lonely and empty. In addition to the unresolved feelings for my ex, those feelings ate me up every single night. It was like sleeping with my childhood monster under the bed, it sucked.
A few weeks ago I made my relationship with Samantha Lee facebook official. I know it was a vain, ego stroking gesture but I wanted everyone to know this angel on earth. I know I’m young, naïve, stupid, and probably don’t know what love is yet but for some reason I see myself spending the rest of my life with her already. The strange thing is that I see her being a part of my extending family too. I know it’s easy to get infatuation mixed up with true love and hasty decisions can lead to trouble but I’m pretty sure she is the one. It’s not every day you meet a 25-year-old hopeless romantic from Fuzhou, born in the US and overly empathetic. I basically just described myself. The fact that she likes me too? The chances are astronomical.
She makes me happy, challenges my mind, and accepts me for everything that I am. She keeps me in check and counters my reckless eagerness. She’s super awkward and has no idea how to relationship, sometimes she talks too much and goes off on tangents (I do too actually), and she’s real. She doesn’t drink, she loves beauty products, she speaks FJ, mandarin, and Cantonese. I feel complete with her. Thank you Samantha, I hope that one day I can make you as happy as you’ve made me.
-A