We met a little over a year ago. Although I was a little bit too intoxicated to remember exactly how things went when we met, I love hearing you tell me the story and hearing about how well things went right off the bat (especially considering I do NOT usually know what to say and what not to say when it comes to the opposite sex) for a couple of months, we would start hanging out every weekend, usually drinking because we were too shy to be ourselves around each other. Then, you brought me to your house for the first time, I was scared to death, but it felt so good knowing you were willing to show me to your family. We started dating March 12, 2011 and SO much has happened since then. If there is one thing I can say I hate about us, it has to be our past and our “off and on” type of thing. Because we were too stupid to truly appreciate each other, and although we’re on the third and final try, it feels so different this time. We’ve shared so much together that I couldn’t even believe I would ever share with a guy, especially by the age of 17. You broke my heart a couple of times, you told people my deepest darkest secrets and something keeps pulling me back to you. It might be the fact that I’ve never been so in love with somebody in my whole existence, but you’re always there, in the back of my mind; 24/7, babe. Although we live about 25 minutes away from eachother, each and every weekend we spend together is so incredible and I wish it would never ever have to end. As we slowly, but surely approach our 1 year, I can say, with meaning, I am so ridiculously happy that I am yours and you are mine, and that I get to spend the rest of my life falling more and more in love with you every single day. I love you, Matthew Anthony Rose.
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