I remember when we first started dating, everyone said it wasn't going to work out. No one believed that I would survive this kind of relationship. But still, here we are, yu and me together still. But I'm starting to get scared that at the same time we're not. That we're not the same people. That we have lost the spark.

We met in the strangest way, and our time together was simple and yet so incredible. The few months that we spent together were some of the happiest months of my life. Every time we had a date, I felt a kind of happiness that I can’t even explain; and every time you left I counted down the days until I would see yu again. I fell for yu after only knowing yu for a few days, and after that I just continued to fall. I loved the text messages yu would send me, telling me how beautiful I was and how much yu missed me. I loved the way yu smelled, I loved your eyes, and I loved your smile. Now I even love your friends because they are fun to be around; I look forward to seeing them almost as much as I look forward to seeing yu.

But these days we go through things that makes us both so vulnerable. And weak. And scared. But no one is really admitting it. Because mistakes like those aren't supposed to happen. Yu know that too.

I don't know how to tell yu. Tell yu that yu are the only boy in the world that can make me feel so happy and sad at the same time, tell yu how lost I feel when yu're not around, how jealous i get when I'm with yu that I swear I could hurt somebody. Tell yu that I am so in love with yu and the love we share, so happy that yu are the one I wake up to some days even though yu fucking take up so much space. Tell yu that when yu say cute things my whole body shivers, how when yu kiss me I forget to breathe sometimes, how I feel like a little girl when yu put my hair behind my ears, though I hate how I look with my hair that way. I dont know how to tell yu that I don't understand why yu love me.