This is the story of your red right ankleLife has a funny way of giving me what I want, and of all the many random things in my life, the proof that teenage romance doesn't die once you hit 21 is one of the greatest things to happen to me. What I love about my relationship with Ale is that it's got a healthy mixture of the maturity of adults and the insanity of idealistic youth. An outsider would probably think that our relationship is doomed to failure (I think some of my friends did when I first told them about it, and my mom's sitting on the fence). What could be more uncertain than a relationship that's intangible? If relationships between people in the same city are complicated enough, long distance relationships add another layer of complexity by virtue of the fact that the miles between you make it difficult to do things together and include each other in your lives.
And how it came to meet your leg That's how an adult would think. Adults are afraid of the strange and unfamiliar because they want to have control over every single aspect of their lives. They stick to routine and view new developments as problems, difficulties, a disruption of the safe predictability of their lives. And once they identify a new thing as a problem, adults end up becoming too afraid to grab the opportunities for happiness that life throws at them and ultimately end up never doing what they really want.
And how the muscle, bone, and sinews tangled
And how the skin was softly shed Every relationship has their own set of difficulties and issues, and the distance problem pretty much falls under the same Relationship Problems Category as infidelity or communication issues. Actually, I'd rather have the distance problem than infidelity or communication issues. Once the trust has been broken and two people find it difficult to be completely open to each other - the relationship is dead, and living within driving distance from each other can't fix that.
And how it whispered “Oh, adhere to me I never thought I'd say this but we've got Steve Jobs to thank for our relationship. No matter how busy we both are with our own lives, we find the time to talk on iChat (the Mac video chat service) every day. Last he got his bass and I got my guitar and we spent over two hours figuring out a bassline for a song Kristel and I wrote sometime last year. It was absolutely amazing. :) Every time we do stuff like that together, he doesn't feel so far away. That makes it difficult for me to rip myself away from my Macbook when he's there. At the same time, however, I love that I can still go about my regular routine and pursue what I want in life. I love that he's doing the same thing with his life.
For we are bound by symmetry This relationship is teaching me that there's a big difference between giving up your life for someone (which is the fatal mistake I did in my last relationship) and integrating someone into your life (which is what I'm doing now). There's a difference between building your life around someone and modifying your Life Plans to make sure that that person is among your top priorities.
And whatever differences our lives have beenThe best part about our relationship is that it's not going to be long distance forever. We gots plans! And I'm talking about real plans that that can actually come true because unlike teenagers, we're old enough to have spending power. (Oh adulthood, you
are good for something after all!) The future is still a mighty uncertain thing of course, and I know that there's that slight chance that maybe it won't work out. But why focus all your energies on that slight chance when you can do so much to make it work?
We together make a limb.” Oh and did I mention that he speaks four languages and he tutors me in Structuralism and he skates and he's progressive and open-minded and he means everything he says?
This Ale guy, I love him. <3
This is the story of your red right ankle. 
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