The only exception

As I've lived through being a somewhat emotionally incompitent teenage girl, I've learned that life isn't full of sunshine and fairy tails. Parents fight and most relationships don't last. But if I'm lucky, I will get that one blossom of hope and happiness full of rainbows and sunshine. That concept of rainbows and sunshine is my boyfriend. And I know, now, that sound super cheesy, but I don't remember enjoying myself as much as I've enjoyed myself with him. He makes my world seem just a little bit less bleak then what it unfortunately is. He's my blessing in disguise. He's my unapproved approval, and he's my lucky charm. He's my appreciation and approval that gets me through the toughest shit through life, and, at times, he is the toughest shit in my life. There's been days when he's made me happy, giggly, irritated, angry, and sad, all in one day. But there's no such thing as an all happy relationship. But with every time he makes me mad, sad, or angry, he takes the most difficult task of all time and apologizes. And he does it meaningfully. Having a meaningful apology come form a boy was so unreal for me , that i almost didn't except it because i thought he was lying. I didn't realize that there is a such thing as good guys in this world. After going through two awful, toxic, one-sided, abusive relationships, whether it was, mentally,physically, or verbally, was and still is pretty traumatizing for me. I know I shouldn't have expected all of my boyfriends to be "prince charming" but it would've been nice to have. But after I thankfully got out of those awful relationships, I took my yearly long break from forming any contact with any man that wasn't a relative to help cope with being used again. I was ready to go into "hibernation" mode, and just pretend that men didn't exist in general, and then my boyfriend comes around. I am thankful that he did. I've been thankful of it for the last four months that him and i have been together. I know that it doesn't seem like a long time for most people, but it is to me. My longest relation was an internal month and a half. aNd to be brutally honest, it was the worst month and a half of my life. I'm so glad that I'm with someone who treats me how I think should be treated. My boyfriend is actually a pretty rare find, at least in my opinion he is. I remember that all I used to write was sappy breakup poems because I was too insecure to dig myself out of bad relationships with bad people. I'm just glad that I've got my current boyfriend. I love him more than I think I've loved anything. He makes me want to sing cheesy love songs and prance around in the room like Taylor Swift when she was just starting her career of love songs. in shorter terms, if I didnt have my boyfriend right now, id probably is in a dark place with an unappreciative asshole boy that doesn't want me for anything more than sex. So I thank god for my boyfriend every day of my life. I love you, baby.