Its our eighth month together as a couple.
To tell you the truth, I didn't know that we'll last for this long.
Because of what I was. A hot mess.
I've learned not to expect.
But with the feel of being in love, distorts my judgment and beliefs.
I always expect. Expect us growing together. Being successful together. Loving each other more.
To tell you the truth, at this point, I can not imagine not being with him.
I am always looking forward to Mondays.
I die on weekends.
I don't know how long this will last.
But I don't care.
I have found someone.
I love him. More than myself.
I am in love with him. With all my being.
I love you Luch. Really.