No relationship is perfect so just find the right one to go through hell and heaven with.
Screw these 8 months. I’m finally coming home to my family and the love of my life. Distance can go fuck itself right now because I’m finally going to see them face to face and not over a screen. There are barley any people that can understand what it feels like to count down to the time your plane is about to board. I feel like the luckiest human being alive right now.
And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.