...

it ended.

Couples Bucket List

I'm going to start a bucket list of things that we can do together. Either one of us can add to it whenever he/she wants. This should be fun.

1. go to the zoo

2. swim with manatees

3. meet charles and alli trippy. (no is not an option)

4. go see a horror movie just to make fun of it

5. visit seattle, washington

6. look through a giant telescope

7. buy a mac

8. under water hotel!

Don't Be Shy, Summer!

Why did the days at school suddenly decide to slow down? Oh yeah, that's right... It's because i desperately want it to be summer. The weirdest thing is, is that it doesn't even feel like we are in the position for the school year to come to and end. I don't know, it's strange. But we just have a tad over a month left. Which is insane! The school year has gone by so incredibly quickly... until now, of course. It's moving slower than my grand father.

The warm weather was just meant for me. I am in the best of moods when it is warm. Not to mention I have a week of time with Dylan to look forward to. I am sure it will be amazing. Last year we were only together for half of the week at camp. But now we get to spend the whole week as a couple. Hopefully we can make up for all of the lost time. I just can't wait to be able to seem him all day every day for a week!

That may not seem like a lot to people who are in a relationship with someone near them.
Those people just don't know how lucky they really are. But our moments will mean more. Kissing will mean something. Hugging will too. Not just something that couples will do to break a silence.

HOPEFULLY, we will see eachother between now and camp. I would really like to see him. I will really like him to see my town too :)
But, if not, which would be a bummer, I think I can make it until summer. Thank God camp is immediately after school ends.

-Olivia

People Are Stupid

I don't think this will ever change. The fact that people STILL don't get it. After being together all this time, you'd think people would catch onto the fact that we aren't your average "always-up-on-eachother" teenage couple. Or the awkward ones for that matter. We are a lot different. I wish there was someway to prove it, because not that many have witnessed it. But to be honest, I don't care if they ever do. I know what is truely in my heart. Nobody will convince me of anything otherwise. I just only wish people who don't know anything about what they are talking about wouldn't say anything. Ugh... People are stupid.

300

So... It's been 300 days on this day.
Kind of crazy... Really crazy actually. We are only 65 days away from a year.
65 days is nothing to us! It seems like yesterday was 200 days...

Sigh, this year has gone by so fast. Life is going by way too fast. It scares me a little.
This is totally going to sound like a pity party... and I apologize in advance...

I am not sure if I could die happy as of now, knowing that I have only been with Dylan 2 seperate times... out of all this time. That is such little time spent together. I am so thankful for the relationship. But about the long distance part, I am not so sure...

-Olivia

All Over The Place

Have you ever been rediculously connected with someone? The kind of connection to where all you have to do is look at them and you know exactly what eachother is thinking. Saying the same things at the same time. This is really common with best friends and such. This is because when two brains are in the presence of one another, they build this connection.

Well with Dylan, it seems like it did not even have to be built. It was almost always there. From the first five minutes we knew eachother. The first thing that we did at the same time was snap... There is no need for the history of the snap :) One of our personal favorites is when we said "pre-laugh" at the same time... Yeah. That isn't even a word... All throughout camp, we would say or do the same things. We were so obviously the perfect match.

Even when we are apart, we still find ourselves doing the same things at the same time. It still amazes me. I feel so lame. I should be used to it... It's been almost ten months. Well, in a week. It just keeps getting closer and closer to a year. Second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day, week by week, month by month, and soon, year by year.

We are so in love. It is undeniable. It sounds really cheesy when I say it out loud. But, the moment we see eachother, it triggers something in my head that just makes me feel so happy. I really wish I could describe the feeling... It really is like none other.

Have you ever felt truly secure? So safe and so set on something that nothing in the world can change it? It doesn't have to be when it comes to relationships. Just on person, place, or thing in your life that you have so much confidence that it will always make you happy and that will never change. I guess that is one way to describe how I feel... Just... completely and totally secure.

Ready for a cheese ball moment? Dylan is just one of those people I could never get tired of looking at. I really could just stare at him all day... Sounds kind of weird or creepy, I know. But if you have experienced it, then you know exactly what I am talking about.

Can you imagine having one thing on your mind constantly for ten months? Even if it's something weird like fruit roll-ups... but never being able to get it off your mind because it's like the greatest thing in the world to you. And whether you want to think about it or not, it's always going to be there. I have accepted the fact that Dylan is probably never going to escape my mind, at least not for now. Because, I find myself thinking "hm... haven't thought about Dylan in a while..." Then I immediately start think about him.

It's hard sometimes to keep it all in... Having all of these thoughts and scenarios in my head and trying to keep them in my head. There are a few people that I can pretty openly talk about Dylan with... But I try not to becase then I find it hard to shut up and I don't want to tell people things they aren't interested in. That is one of the reasons I started this blog. If you don't want to read it, you don't have to. And it makes me happy to know that there are some people who care and are interested. :)

Well... this blog was kind of all over the place... I think I will name it that. I just felt like venting various thoughts on the relationship soooo.. hope you enjoyed. :)

-Olivia

A Life Before This Life.

Olivia:

Sometimes it's weird to look back at what my life used to be before this amazing relationship. I have learned so much and realized so much. I feel like I have a totally new outlook on life now, a much more positive one.

It's hard to think about what I was like before Dylan, depending on how far I look back. Because, as I recall, I also changed a bit in eighth grade. Some things I didn't learn until near the end. Before Dylan, I know I wasn't even close to as happy as I am now, which, I guess is normal. Most girls are "extremely happy" when they get a new boyfriend. Yes, I was happy. But I had a feeling of completion. I felt whole. I felt that I was where I needed to be.

Almost all of eight grade year I had remained boyfriendless. I was so paranoid. It was my first year in a public school, which can definitly effect a girl. In private school, I had a few boyfriends in 7th grade. Now that I think about it, I'm like "I was so young!". But I do not regret any of them. I learned a lot. (Sounds terrible) They taught me about certain things to avoid.

At the end of eighth grade, I began dating this guy. It was a pretty bad mistake. His mouth was foul. We had totally different beliefs. He wasn't the guy with the cleanest background. But for some odd reason, I blocked it out. I dealt with it, and lied to myself. But in the back of my head, I knew there was no possible way he could be in my future. He ended up cutting off the relationship, leaving me ashamed and humiliated. I didn't like admitting the fact that I was once "his"... and it sucked.

The little remainder of the school year, I basically did the care free thing. I came to the realization that I do not need a guy. Also, attraction and politeness was not love. I could not just fall for every guy that was attractive who held the door open for me. That's rediculous. I was ashamed how codependent I had become, when it came to guys. So I decided to change.

I am not even sure what I thought of life, before camp or Dylan. To be honest, my thoughts on life change a little bit each day. That is how wisdom works. Those who don't have wisdom, just don't take the time to think about things.

I think, before Dylan, I was scared. I had no idea where my life was going. I was scared of the future. I don't want to say that I did not know who I was before Dylan came along. But I did find out what I was missing. I would go to bed thinking "something's missing...". I did not know what would come along to fill this emptiness that I had; I just knew that I was never going to be completely happy unless I was complete. But, it wasn't like I knew what it was. Maybe a role model, a new pet, a big house. I didn't know.

When I went to camp, I found it. It was a strong relationship with God, and falling in love. It's weird that it all happened in only a week. My life completely flipped within a matter of days. It hasn't been the same since then. I was finally complete. I say "finally", yet I was only 14 at the time. I should be so thankful. And I am. I like it. No, I love it.

Seeing Eachother

Olivia:

On Saturday, March 13th, 2010, I stopped and looked around. I was not at my house. In fact, I was far from it. But yet, i was completely home.

I felt his fingers in between each of mine. They still fit perfectly. He presence made me feel so warm inside and so safe. When we looked at each other, nothing else mattered.

To not believe that something bigger than us, bigger than this earth, bigger than this universe, had absolutely nothing to do with this, I would have to be lying to myself.

It had been nine months. Not just nine months of being together. But also nine months of being apart. Nine months of hugging, holding hands, kissing. I had only dreamed of that stuff. For the longest time the pain of missing him was terrible. I missed him so much that the days were becoming long and worthless. My heart felt this surreal pain. It was like I was not really sure if the pain was actually there or not. It was like each day a sewing needle was put into my heart and they just kept adding up. But, it was not the sharpness or the sting of the needle that I felt. They were too sharp to feel. I felt the chill of each freezing needle, causing my blood to run cold. It was such a terrible feeling.

When I saw him, when he tightly wrapped his arms around me, all of the needles fell out. My heart was healed just by a simple hug.

When we lied down together, I put my hand over his heart. I felt his heart beating. I felt it as it pumped blood into his veins. I felt him breathe and be alive. He was there... and I was not dreaming. And when I held him, I wasn't just holding my boyfriend. I was holding my world.

That day I came to realize how truly in love I was. I never want it to end.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Dylan:

On March 12, 2010, I couldn't sleep. Not in the bad way, more like Christmas. You're so excited to receive your presents, that you feel sleep is too long of a wait.

Olivia got there around 11:00ish and from then on, it was the best day ever. It felt so much like a dream, a dream that I wished for every night, a dream that should and would last for hours. But it wasn't a dream, it was oh so real.

That day was most likely the first of many to come, seeing her for the first time in months was so... epic. Within the first five minutes of seeing each other again we were already at home, (well we were in my home literally... but that's besides the point) the first thing we shared again was a hug. Then little coincidences here and there, (shrugging our shoulders, thinking of the same things...) she was here! And it was happening so fast. I missed her, a lot, way more than was healthy, but it all disappeared the second we held each other again.

It was nine months, nine months that week actually, and it was beginning to look as if we wouldn't meet again until summer, but it happened anyway, and what a perfect time it was. To me, being away from each other for so long was good/bad for us. It was a barrier that kept us physically isolated for months, but we stood strong, we kept it going regardless of distance. But it hurt, even if it reminded us how strong we felt for each other, it wasn't a pleasant experience. That day was such a refreshment for our relationship, it filled in all the space that was created when she was away, it made me, no, both of us realize how much we really did love each other.

So many things will remind us of each other now, in her words, its "unfair" how well we are doing. I will continue to think of her constantly if not more than I did before, and I remember more how close we were that first week, the week, believe it or not, that we *very quickly* fell in love.

Long Distance

Long distance relationships are probably the hardest relationships there are, for anyone. Most teenagers have trouble staying in a relationship for over two months with somebody who is right in front of them. Now imagine long distance teenage relationship. Not. Easy.
I am constantly asked "Why are you with him if you never get to see him?". The only thing that I want to say is "because I love him", but even then I don't think they will quite understand.
Kids my age think that love is purely physical. Of course, the physical element is important. but it certainly is not the only part of love. You are not supposed to fall in love with everyone that you find attractive.
During the week of camp, the physical attraction was definitly there. But our relationship is beyond just that. There are several more elements then just holding hands and thinking one another is attractive.
One time this girl at school asked me "so you have not cheated one him?" This really angered/saddened me. The way that teenagers think of love scares me a little.
We do miss eachother when we are apart, a lot. I always do various things to keep him close.
We always text eachother good morning and good night. I write about us in my notepad. We use webcams to see eachother. I always come up with these scenarios in my head about us.

At the end of the day, I am not thinking about the bad things that others have said about our relationship. Even though my physical time with Dylan is scarce, my feelings for him will not change. I always thought that the distance makes us closer. :)


Much Love,

Olivia

My Best Friend: Michaela

You are probably wondering, "i thought that this blog is based around teen love! why is she talking about her bff?!"

Well, the truth is, my relationship with Dylan probably would not exist if it was not for my best friend, Michaela.

I met Michaela at the beginning of grade 8. I had just moved from a place across the state. She was always real friendly to me and I was quite good at making her laugh :)

We did not really become close friends until the second semester of the school year. From there, I hung out at her house almost every weekend.

Every saturday I would spend the night. I am a christian, and when I moved, i no longer had a church home. So, Michaela would take me to the Church of Christ which I really enjoyed. I had been baptist before moving. Church of Christ was a new denomination to me, but I felt closer to God when I attended that church.

Throughout that year of eighth grade, Michaela had mentioned Dylan before. She had went to camp with him the summer before and they had became friends. I had seen his picture once or twice... Little did I know.

Summer came around and Michaela invited me to camp.... um, well I won't expose the name of the camp. I'll just call it.. camp :)

Anywho, I agreed to go to camp. I was so excited. I knew it was a good opportunity for my relationship with God to grow.

When we arrived at camp, I was there for about an hour when Michaela introduced us. Then history was made.

I thank michaela often for introducing us. I would not be as happy as I am today without her.

Much Love,

Olivia

Allow Me to Fill You In.

My name is Olivia. I am 15 years old. I met my boyfriend, Dylan, at church camp. How it all came together was completely by chance.

I was 14 years old when I met Dylan. He is exactly a week older than I am.

I don't want to say that it was love at first sight. But it was definitly good vibes at first sight.

He and I were incredibly alike. We would say the same things at the sametime. We had the same interest. I was quite attracted to him and he was attracted to me.

On the third day of a week long camp, he told me how he felt about me. And it just took off from there. We were pretty much inseperable for the last few days of camp. The strangest thing is that there was no hesitation. Everything just flowed without a care in our minds.

Everyone at camp saw the connection. We just made an amazing couple.

Here comes the bad news...

Since it was at church camp, the kids there were coming from places all over the state. It turned out that Dylan lived 122 miles away from me. But we still stayed together. We are still together. We rarely rarely get to see eachother. Almost never. It takes a strong pair of teenagers to deal with that.

On here, I would like to share this love story. You can follow the twists and turns of this unusual relationship. Hopefully, you will enjoy the ride.

Much love,

Olivia