It's amazing how far we got, in a month it'll be our six months, and I can't believe it. They say those who wait patiently for love, the right one will come. And as corny as I may quite sound, I deserve it. I think that possibly this is the most perfect, non-perfect relationship I've ever been in, and the fact of the matter is...I'm extremely happy, and no one or distance will throw us apart. In all our time together, you've taught me how to love and just be myself, and I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend. Sometimes, I have a tendency to feel like, all of this is too good to be true, and I over-think bad situations that I have encountered in my past. I swear I try not to, but I'm just beginning to rebuild my trust again. Maybe, the real reason is, I'm afraid. I'm afraid of having to go through the pain of losing somebody special in my life, and I don't want to deal with any of that sort of heartache with you. I know this maybe too soon to say all of this, but I know deep down, we're going somewhere. I know it. I'm asking just one favor, please, don't break my heart, and I could promise you the same.
Goodnight <33
