I don’t care. I would never ever let him go, not for anything. He’s constantly racing through my mind, and I can’t see myself with anyone else but him, from now until the day that I die. He’s the only one I’d fight for; he’s the only one I’d give up everything and anything for. The days I spend with him, I wouldn’t trade them for anything; I wish that I could keep them all, and press rewind so that they would never have to end and I’d never have to be without him. He’s the only thing that I wake up everyday for, and he’s the only one I want to fall asleep with at night after cuddling with each other for hours. Whenever we’re together, I swear to God that I can’t stop smiling - he has to be the weirdest person I’ve ever met in my entire life, and that’s exactly why I can’t ever get enough of him. I swear, when we watch movies together… he’s the only person that could get me to pay more attention to him than The Notebook. He’s absolutely perfect for me and I’m absolutely perfect for him, and I wouldn’t have it any other way, not in a zillion and two years. I love him more than anything else I have ever had in my life. He means everything to me, just everything.