This is going to be a long story, but I just wanted to share. It’s probably too long to post but I guess I’ll start off by explaining the title:

We were talking on the phone one day, just a casual conversation..
“Alex, if you could be any kind of flower what would you be?”
“….. Hm.. A daisy!”
“That’s a stupid flower… why?”
“Because they’re pretty…. Fine, what would you be then?”
“A venus fly trap. They’re like the badass of all flowers. They eat other things!”
“……….. You’re weird.”
“So if we were flowers and we happened to be in the same place and there was a strong breeze and you feel into my mouth and I ate you, what would you do?”
“……….. Then I guess you would eat me..”
“I wouldn’t mean to….” 

Since then I’ve been working on a portrait (sadly, I’m no artist) of a venus fly trap and a daisy in the same pot. I’m not sure when I’ll give it to him, but I’m still waiting for the right moment.

Kevin and I met back in our sophomore year of high school. We were a little over a year apart in age (he skipped two grades and because of my birthday I was forced to wait until I was almost 7 before I was allowed to start kindergarten). We me through a classmate and at the beginning I hadn’t thought much of him. He had just turned out to be a really good friend. After a couple weeks had gone by of us casually chatting in class and online we began talking on the phone, through text and through Skype. Things got pretty shaky about three months into the friendship; he would tell me every day, more than once a day how much he loved me and how he would do anything just to get the chance to be with me or to kiss me. At the time I was pretty shallow and refused to think twice about him. I got so fed up with hearing him preach about his if-only scenarios and I eventually gave him the opportunity for a first kiss. Needless to say, this is where everything started. It’s been more than four years since then and in that time we’ve been unofficially together the whole time. We dated our senior year but with me staying here in Orlando to go to school and him up in Maine we unfortunately broke up. We still talk and are testing the waters before we jump the gun and get back together. But, because of him, the last four years of my life have been all I’ve ever been searching for and more. He was my first and despite the fact that we didn’t officially date until about a year ago I love him more than I ever thought I could. I can’t say that things have always been perfect; we don’t agree on every little thing, he doesn’t always do what I want him to, or what I tell him to, or even what a normal boyfriend should do. But it works, you know? Most of the time when I think back on the last few years I can’t help but feel like I wasted so much time trying to reject the one person who’s always been there for me even when I wasn’t there for him. But I know he loves me more than I could ever understand. And most importantly I hope he realizes that my feelings for him are just as strong. We’re still young, but we’ve talked about long-term scenarios and getting married, moving away to other countries together, and all that. But the point is, despite the negative comments and accusations of our friends, telling us to give up, how it’s never going to work, there are plenty of other people, neither of us seems to want anything more than what we already have. We’re still trying to work out the kinks of how to keep the relationship going, keeping as little strain on each other as possible in order to salvage the relationship. All in all, we don’t get to see each other often, but when we do everything just seems so perfect, and it always feels as if he never even left. When we’re together, it’s like I’ve changed my permanent address to Cloud 9. I love Kevin Mackenzie with all I have to offer, and that’s our story.