Being With Someone For Over A Year

I Am Starting To Get Tired Of Relying On Words.

Be Careful What You're Doing, Because No One Is Ever Who You Want Them To Be.

And As We Drift Into Sleep, I Feel Something I’ve Never Felt Before. A Closeness That Isn’t Merely Physical. A Connection That Defies The Fact That We’ve Only Just Met. A Sensation That Can Only Come From The Most Euphoric Of Feelings: Belonging.

I Know There Are Epic Tales Of Romance, Where Love Means You're Supposed To Die. Where It's All About Sacrifice. But I Don't Want To Die. I Don't Want Stephen To Die. I'm Looking For The Scenario Where We Both Get To Live. Where We Can Continue This Marvel That Is Love And Discovery And Trust.

I Don't Get This At All. It's Like Protesting The Fact That Some People Are Red-haired.