Actually Asten

Some stories don’t start with fireworks or grand gestures.
Some start with awkward takes, shaky camera shots, and two teenagers bonding over short films at Movie Camp.

That’s how it began for me and Myron — in 2010, making hilarious mini-movies and quietly growing close in between scenes. There was something about him — his humour, his kindness, the way we just clicked. We laughed, we talked, we shared the kind of moments that feel small at the time, but stay with you forever.

About a week after camp — just three days before my 18th birthday — we became a couple.
It felt right. Easy. Like I’d found someone who got me.

But life doesn’t always follow a smooth script.
When I moved away to Cambridgeshire, everything changed. Myron said he didn’t want a long-distance relationship — and I understood. It hurt, but I understood. We drifted apart. I thought maybe that was it — the end of our story.

Only… it wasn’t.

After I moved back to Suffolk, we reconnected on Facebook.
And just like that — the rest was history.

The love didn’t disappear. If anything, it returned stronger, steadier, more real than ever.
We’ve built a life filled with laughter, movie nights, music, and far too many quotes from The Inbetweeners. (“Completed it, mate,” has probably been said a few too many times.)

And now, we’re engaged.
We’re getting married on 31st August 2030 — a date that marks twenty years since we first got together. I know it’s a long way off, but it means so much to us.
Full circle moment, right?

Fifteen years later, and I still feel lucky to call him mine.
We’ve had our plot twists. Our time apart. Our quiet reboots.
But this? This is our forever.

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