seventh month.

[lets_fuck_later]

You'd think by now the passion I feel for him would have decreased significantly, considering we have gone through so much in just seven months. But to be honest with you, I only find myself loving him more and more each day, as if this great amount of love, desire, and passion have not reached their maximum level. So many people out there take their partners for granted, as well as the time they spent together and the memories they made, that simply by knowing this fact, I feel all the more grateful for having someone who appreciates me and every little thing I do.
I feel lucky because I have something most people out there can only dream of: a soulmate.
And so I know...my life has not been wasted. I have finally found something that makes it worthwhile. Everyone else can dream, and wish, and yearn, and make-believe...of something that is already real to me.
Boy, am I proud to have such a wonderful man.