I had a brief talk with your brother. I told him about how I really wanted to be at UConn with you, I just wouldn’t be able to handle Stamford for a year or two. You see, I will do anything for you. I will be willing to do anything for you. Sometimes, however, I have to be a bit selfish. After all, how is one an individual if she’s got no selfish qualities to live with? With that said, I know I really just don’t want to commute to Stamford for a year or two, because I won’t be able to deal with my parents’ limitations any longer. I want to sleep over, stay at your dorm on weekends. I want to be able to get a job. Buy a car (if I’m not given one). Come home on weekends, without having to “come home.” Home is where the heart is. And my heart is with you.
So your brother mentioned how I can commute to Stamford by train or bus and not have to worry about someone being around to bring me, because I may or may not have a car. And I, well at the moment, only thought of the money (now I realize having a job would be easier if I go to Stamford). But of course now I have realized that depending on how long it takes me to get to the Strorrs campus after being at Stamford, I’ll possibly only be living with you for a year to two years (more a year). That’s where the selfishness comes in: I can’t just limit myself, have my parents limit me, allow UConn to limit me, just to be with you for a limited time. I’m already with you, babe. I’m already with you.
So I told your brother UMass Amherst wasn’t a definite yet, because I’m still hoping to get accepted into UConn Storrs, by my appeal.
And your brother says, “Now do you really think both of you at UConn would be a good idea?” And I give him this indifferent but subtly confused look. He continues with reassurance, “Not about you two being together … No there’s definitely no doubt with the potential you guys have in lasting for- uh, a long time, right?” I nod. “Yeah,” he continues, “Well, it’d be nice for you two as a couple to have, you know, a nice UConn plaque and a nice UMass plaque.”
Your brother sees potential in us. Your mom sees potential in us. My dad sees potential in us. We see potential in us. You know we’re more than just boyfriend and girlfriend. You’ve said it yourself, babe. We’re soul-mates. We’ll be married one day. We’ll have a family one day. That’s a whole lot of happiness. The only sad part is that society most likely won’t be any better; it’ll probably be worse. And we’ll have careers, job applications to fill out. Our variety in college degrees may benefit us. And our kid(s) will have college applications to fill out. Our variety in college history may benefit them, which will in part benefit us. Do you get it? There doesn’t have to be any worries.
I mean, I really had my heart set on UMass Amherst before I met you. And I quickly tried to change that, tried to throw that dream away. But guess what, babe. Guess what. That dream chased me. It chased me. It chased me, and is holding on for dear life. It needs me. And I’m going to embrace it. Between me and you, though, everything will be alright. I promise. I pinky swear. I love you.