Realization

I started thinking last night.

Every real relationship I have been in in my life has been long distance, or involved being apart.

When I was 16, my family moved from Ohio to Florida. I was seeing a guy, who I thought I was in love with. We "vowed" to last through the distance and be togerhter again in a few years. Six months after I left I found out he was "cheating" on me and I dumped him.

When I was 19 I started seeing Pete. He lived with my family for awhile. In March 2001 he moved to Pittsburgh to get a better job. In September I moved to Pittsburgh to be with him. In October 2002 he cheated on me and I left to come back to Florida.

In January 2006 I met Philip. I knew my job would keep us apart so I was wary of things at first. He assured me he’d be fine, I assured him I’d be done traveling after the year was over. In October I came home to stay, In February he quit talking to me for good.

Now there’s Danny. I live in Florida, he lives in Virginia. See the pattern? It’s all too weird. I love him, I truly do. I’m so comfortable around him. We compliment each other so well. But why the distance? Why do I always do this?

Would I even know how to be a full-time girlfriend? With someone who was there anytime?