He is like nobody else in the world. when I'm with him, it's like I'm split in half. Part of me is on fire, going crazy if I'm not touching him. The other half is calm and peaceful just perfectly content, knowing he is the one for me.
Why do people blame the other person when their partner cheats? That's like blaming McDonald's for being overweight. You made the choice to eat it, not McDonalds. Exactly and lord knows he has cheated on you so many times
I hate them. I hate butterflies. He makes me blush and then he says something like 'aww look she's blushing' and I'm gone. And yet I love the feeling the blush, the butterflies it lets me know how much I love him. Even though I still hate them.