I know this is a long time overdue, seeing as the trip was over a week ago now. And I should have started writing the moment I got inside my house. But I didn't, and for that I apologize. But don't think I waited so long because I had nothing I wanted to say about the trip, because I had a million different things on my mind. No, I waited this long because it took me a while to sort out my thoughts and pull together the words to say what I have to.
The things that made this trip memorable to me come in three parts. The first part: What it took to make the trip happen at all. Its not often that I place the planning and sorting out and preparing anywhere but at the bottom of the list, but this was special. Even though there were times where we weren't certain that this trip could happen at all, we pushed through it. We fought every step of the way to make the trip happen, you more than me maybe, but we were together every second of the planning phase. That was an incredible bonding experience. It really helped us learn about each other, things like how we handle stress, how we prepare for possible outcomes, how well we can manage resources. It was something unique and it was something valuable. Even when my parents found out about me lying, and I thought there was no possible way I could make the trip work you were there. You calmed me down and you became a leader. You pushed me through to reforming my plans and turning the situation to my advantage.
All those things are what made it special. They give some truth to the idea that the journey is what matters more, not the destination. But only some. Which leads me to the second part: The trip itself. The trip was absolutely magical. Like, beyond my wildest dreams magical. I was smiling almost every second, and the times I wasn't smiling, I was either kissing you or being murdered by the cold wind....and even then I was smiling on the inside like a huge faggot. I'm so glad we were able to get a room that was close enough to shopping districts and restaurants and actual places of interest. I know I teased you about the size of the room and the shady alleys and people, but the hostel was perfect. The room was cozy and comfortable, it was a million times better than the one in Barrington, in my opinion. The bathrooms weren't even that bad. Like, I literally only ever say one other person in there, and he wasn't even using the facilities. The Chickfila was mind-blowing. I cant believe I've lived this long without trying such good food. I feel ashamed and dumb. But thanks to you, I got my chickfila virginity taken away, and I cant wait to go there again. I'll always think of you when I'm eating it, so its just another thing permanently associated with you in my mind. I also loved the shopping we did. Although it was mostly window shopping, it was a nice little preview of what I'll get to do with you all the time when we're living together. It felt so real and good, and I do wish I had more money so I could buy you stuff. I saw so many things that would have looked so nice on you, and I wished I could get them. Guess I'll just have to do it next time. Now, food and shopping are fun and all but I need to address the physical aspects of the trip. Mainly, the sex. Oh my god was that amazing. You made me feel so comfortable and good, and you were so gentle and patient. You never did anything I wasn't okay with, you never went too far, too fast, or too slow. You did everything just right and I just about lost my mind. Cant compare to the brain cells you might have lost, but its still something.....sorry about that again, by the way ;o;
Sex wasnt all, though. I loved all your kisses, I loved linking arms as we walked through the snow, I loved that kiss we shared at night under the trees. I loved all the little romantic things we did. They might have been silly and small and insignificant, but after craving all of it for so long, there was nothing better. So all in all, the contents of the trip were amazing and perfect and I'll never forget it. It was so much better than the first one. We were much more relaxed and comfortable in each others' company. We had fun the entire time and I cant want to do it again.
The third part is what you gave me. Not just physical things, the emotional things too. The things you cant touch or see, but that are still very much real and important. The biggest thing being you gave me was something to look forward to. I have not had something happy and good to look forward to in a very long time. I mean, I have goals and things to accomplish before I die, but I've not had a short-term thing to be excited about for a long time. You gave me hope for nice things, you gave me excitement. You gave me a lying to my parents, sneaking out of the house, fooling around with a girl type of weekend and that's a special thing. My life became something to tell stories about, it became the kind of thing kids dream about. And you gave me that. You make dreams come true, as corny and cliched as that sounds. I love you make that weekend happen.I love you for coming into my life. I love you for Cathy and Gumby and Oliver and all the memories I have with you. I loved this trip and I cant wait to be doing it all over again. I miss you love you, with all my heart.. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me and I love you<3
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