I used to think I had this curse. A one month curse. All of my past relationships lasted one month, almost to the date, and then I’d run. Like clockwork, every time. 

Today was my one month with Jarred. I was joking with him and telling him that I might run again. He just said, “well then I guess I’d have to chase you”. 

I knew things were going to be different this time. I haven’t felt this genuinely happy in a long time. There’s probably a lot of people who think that dating your best friend never works out, but I think it’s the best thing in the whole world. I’ve finally broke down some of the walls I had up, and it’s an amazing feeling.

I can’t wait for this summer. There are so many things to look forward to, and I couldn’t be more excited :)