My boyfriend. My best friend. My love. I found him. I found the guy I want to spend the rest of my life with. I know you may be thinking; “Giiirl, you’re only 16.” But it’s okay. Believe what you want to believe. Maybe one day I’ll end up being wrong, but I know I’ll never stop loving him. I mean.. why else did he come back into my life after 2 1/2 years? Because it was fate. God brought him back to me because I needed him. I was in need for someone to love me. I was in need for someone to be there for me. I was crushed & hurt by two different guys in one month. Then he came along and picked up those broken pieces. Even though he hurt himself picking up those broken pieces, it was all worth it when everything came back together. We were meant to be.

I love how we can be ourselves around each other. How we built our friendship before the relationship. I love how we act childish. How I can look him in the eyes without feeling insecure because I know he sees nothing but perfection; even though I tell him there’s no such thing. I love how our families are close. I love how we can even burp and fart in front of each other then just laugh it off without feeling a tiny bit embarrassed. I love how he offers to hold my shopping bags without having me to ask. I love how he calls me in the mornings to be the first voice I hear, and ends my night with an “I love you” and “MUAH!” so he’s the last voice I hear. I love how the only two stuffed animals I have from him were won from knocking bottles over at a fair and from winning tickets at an arcade; he didn’t just “buy” it. I just love him so much. I know that we get into so many arguments. Sometimes it even goes on & on for days.. but in the end, we still have each other. Because our love is that strong.

I’m so much in love with you, Dallen Alexander Teruel. So much in love. <3