One year with you. ♡
It’s been one year since I met him in the most unlikely place to meet someone you commit everything to.
He was my tantous kouhai in club Romeo in Kabukichou. They had an event and I went there and was a complete idiot and spent way too much money. Anyway he was sat as my help. I thought he was sweet and had really nice eyes. He’s like the cute type and thus really not my usual ‘type’ at all. Up until then I had thrown myself at/ wasted myself on people who used me and treated me like shit. People who were only 'there for me’ when it meant a good time.
Well, anyway I was having a rough time with my homestay/ work at that point in my life and was literally being blackmailed by the crazy woman. So I had secretly rented another apartment in Nakano and was moving my stuff little by little. This was the day I decided 'fuck it’ and stayed out and thus cut all ties with the crazy family. Anyway I chose to stay because he was now sitting next to me and I was crying and telling him everything. And I mean, like everything. About how I had lost someone that meant more to me than anyone knew, about what I was doing to 'punish’ and 'fix’ myself.
And he just asked me 'what the hell is a young, smart, beautiful girl like you doing in a place like this, don’t come back again’.
Anyway we exchanged fb messenger cus bakudan and all that stuff. But the only way I could see him for a while was by continuing to go to that club under the pretence of visiting my tantou.
That stopped after a few more visits and we went on normal dates instead, on his bike to odaiba, to hakone with my parents, roppongi hills…. It was like a bubble of normality and happiness and I could feel myself start to have goals again and want to move forward in life whilst I was around him.
It came to August and summer had to end. He was going back to uni in September to finish up, but his school was in Kansai. And I just made the choice like it was the easiest thing in the world. I didn’t even think twice. I up and left tokyo, everything I knew about Japan, all the people I had stories with, all the scars and hurt and painful things, my destructive lifestyle.
He took that all away, and put me in a safe, happy place. And now I paint and sing and laugh and study for my dreams and our future together. He just got his job offer last week in an international company as a designer for car and motorbikes. We just celebrated his 25th birthday together. We fight and argue like any couple but I’m so in love with this guy.
And I believe his love for me, which is more than I can say about anyone I knew before. He knows everything about me, all I did, and he saw through that. He saw ME. And he found me again. ♡♡♡
Happy one year.