[It's been 3 years and 4 months almost approximately since we started dating.
It's been about 3 and a half years since we said we wanted to marry eachother.
It's been about 3 years since we were deeply in love, and nothing was going to stop us.
But, 3 years and 4 months have been hard on us. My anger, my parents, my autism. All of it almost crumbled us.
It's been 2 years and probably 9 months since you said you hated me... because of my massive anger.... I'm still sorry. I still always love you. Always have, always will.
And now, 2 days from now, our relationship we fell and built, will be put to the test for 4 more years, while he's 2 hours away... and mom won't even let me see him alone since it's Mankato.
I'm so fearful of him leaving me. I'm so fearful of things happening to him at college... my clingyness is so bad to where I really am going to cry when I realize he can no lon ger help me 24/7 like he has tried. Even with busy high school Marching Band.]
I'm proud of him. But I'm so grieved with sadness and fear.
I love you, Xavier. And please do not forget that....
Oh nice. Keep at it, if your band has money, you'll travel the country in marching band competitions. Those are actually pretty fun, we're going to San Francisco this upcoming school year! What does your boyfriend play?