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My boyfriend did not become my boyfriend until two years ago, even though we had been best friends for nearly five years. But the waiting around for him was the best thing I could have ever done.
Now when I say, “wait around” I do not mean it literally, but in more of an emotional way.
When I met my boyfriend in during our junior year of high school, I obviously had no idea that we would be where we are today… neither of us did.
He and I had Algebra 2 together. He sat in the very front of the room, directly in front of where the teacher stood and taught. I sat in the very back corner, as far away from the teacher as possible because math was not my strong suit.
A few weeks into the school year, my parents and I quickly realized that Algebra 2 was going to be a class that I was going to struggle with. I was going to have to get a tutor as well as move out of my seat in the back of the room, to a seat in the very front of the room.
“Come on up here, missy. There is a nice, open seat right next to this fine young man, right in front of me.” My teacher said. That open seat was next to my (now) boyfriend.
Thank you sweet baby Jesus that he was good at math and he knew what he was doing, because he ended up helping me pass that class with a C.
When we first met, he was dating a family friend of mine that I absolutely adored. Honestly, they made a really cute couple!
After they had parted ways, he and I became really close friends. He was definitely my go-to man. And he for some reason had the patience and heart to put up with me, bless his soul.
When we moved on to our senior year, we still remained good friends even though we did not have any classes together. However, we did park next to each other in the parking lot every single day. (#BFFGoals)
During our senior year he started dating another girl and they were together for two years and a day. A lot happened during those two years as far as our friendship was concerned.
We had graduated from high school by this point and we both went our separate ways to different colleges. I moved an hour away for school, while he stayed in our hometown.
When I moved back home after being away for a year, he and his girlfriend had split up. After us not speaking hardly at all during that year, we started hanging out again as friends, with no intentions of turning into anything more.
Or so I thought…
A few months after that, we became a couple and have not looked back once.
As cliché as it may sound, being in love with your best friend is by far the best thing ever. But this would have never happened if I had not had waited for him… a long, long, long wait I might add.
To sum this all up, even though you might grow impatient and you might feel like giving up because the one you are waiting for might never come around, but they will, I promise. And it will be oh so worth it.
Take it from me.