How That Time My Boyfriend Could Have Died Changed Everything
Or, how I found out that love is a miracle, all on its own
Do you know that time of the year when everything smells like warmth and rebirth?
Well, it was that time of the year, and the year was 2016.
My boyfriend and I had been together for three years by then, but things were starting to not look so good anymore.
Not because we didn’t love each other anymore (or any less) but because a lot of practical problems just kept piling upon us.
We were attending different colleges in different locations at that time, so our relationship was semi-long distance, which means we only got to see each other for a few hours one or two days a week.
Plus, around that time, something new that I now can’t even remember had just come up, making us feel more crashed than ever since it would have meant less time spent together.
So, at that time we really were in the midst of reconsidering the very basis of our relationship, trying to figure out if love was enough to stay together despite everything.
It all happened on a Saturday afternoon.
We were supposed to see each other, I was waiting for him to come to my home. He…
