La vie est belle.

I’m sorry I’m so stuffed up. I love you, I really do. You make me feel like a million dollars and you make me smile and say the silliest yet cutest things and we can talk to each other about anything and whenever I’m around you I can’t supress the need to hold your hand or kiss you.

I’m sorry I’m inexperienced. You’re the only guy I’ve ever kissed. Of course I’m curious to whatelse is out there. I’d love more experience because then I can have experiences to look back on to know that we’re the real deal.

I know taking a break won’t work. It doesn’t work for me because I can’t stand to be alone and equally for you because you’d willingly be letting your girlfriend flirt, hug and talk to other guys and kiss if I wanted while you just sat back and that would have serious repercussions on our relationship.

For obvious reasons I cannot purchase a time machine, which is really the best bet at resolving this issue.

At the start, I may have just wanted a boyfriend and you were available so I went for it, but I care for you, so much.
You’re so incredibly special to me.

You’re unique. You’re the nicest guy I’ve ever met.

But yes, we don’t have a lot in common. We like different music and movies and deal with problems differently and have different humors and that is definitely going to lead to some issues.

I don’t know what to do about a lot of issues.

But I do know that I love you and that I want to make it work and I never want to lose you and I want to be with you forever because I’m yours and you’re mine.

That doesn’t necessarily mean the road will be perfect, but it means that we should give it a fucking good shot.

Love from Steph.