Okay alright so some people have seen my sadness and questioned it but I'm going to explain it to you because people don't fucking understand. There are people, called hopeless romantics. They go headfirst into love, no questions or regrets. They get attached, but not very easily. And they love that person. Not because they were a quick fuck. Not because there someone to hold at night. Because they truly LOVE them. I am one of those people. And so a year and 15 days ago, I met the most amazing girl in my life. Little did I know she would become the most important person to me ever. I love her with my entire being. Not because I want to have sex with her. Not because she's just someone to be around when I'm bored. But because I committed to her 100% and she committed to me right back. She is my everything, she brings life a whole new meaning. She is more than a person to me. She is the queen of my fucking world, and no one will ever replace her beauty or her talents or mind. She is the only person I have ever truly loved. And this is why it was so hard to leave her on Sunday. Because I am a hopeless romantic. And I have fallen for her.