You’re the best boyfriend in the world and I love you more than anything. But sometimes I worry you will switch teams and become gay.
You had a phase a few years back where you liked boys and now you still admit to being attracted to some. But you reassure me that I am the only one for you and that you would never give up our sex life for a homosexual one. I still worry though and when you comment on a man’s attractiveness, something inside me freezes and goes rigid to the thought of you leaving me.