So I recently got a boyfriend, and he is the best thing in my life. He’s saved my life so many times, and every time he says “I love you.” I feel like squealing like a 13 year old girl at a Justin Beiber concert. He’s the reason why I can still hold on. He’s the reason why I haven’t ended it all yet.
He doesn’t even know how much I care about him, but he means the absolute world to me.
God, I love him so much.
