We’re half a year on December 24. Nobody really thought we were going to work out, but if the past 6 months have been any indication of the future, I’d say we have a fair chance of getting at least another 6 months, and more (crossing my fingers). I haven’t had the best history with guys, but this beautiful boy has made me believe in love. We went into this looking for companionship, and ended up finding something more meaningful than that. Even I, the skeptic, started trusting. Through him, I opened myself up to having faith in things, instead of trying not to care to avoid pain. It’s been crazy and weird, exhilarating and wild, fun and trying. We’ve had our downs but thankfully our ups outnumber them largely. I feel like the luckiest girl alive being able to call him mine.
I love you, darling boy!
ANONYMOUS