Baby, I have never been happier than I am with you.
I know you’re the one and I know you feel the same. Our relationship is effortless and we fit into each other’s lives so perfectly. I haven’t felt this strongly about anyone, ever.
When we’re together, you have this overwhelming hold on me and I love it. I know I told you I was saving myself for marriage, and I have always stuck to my guns about that, but lately it’s been harder and harder to not go that far.
I want it so bad but I don’t want to tell you. I know you’d refuse it if I asked because you know I’d hate myself forever, but I don’t want you to see me as weak and someone who just gives up on their morals. How much longer can I handle this?
Obviously we won’t get married just because we want to have sex with each other, but frickin’ a, that day could not come fast enough.