If I find out that I don’t love him in the emotional I-am-sure type of way, I’ll be shattered. I want to love him and be with him. I enjoy making him happy and being close to him. Our relationship has been the healthiest I’ve ever had, other than my doubts and confusion, and I want it to last. If I found out completely, I wouldn’t leave, I wouldn’t give up. I’d talk to him about it, try to fall for him again and be completely sure about the fact that I love him. I would read old messages, think of good memories, think of how I’d be without him and compare, and anything else that would help. I wouldn’t give up on him, me, or us.

If I lost him, I’d change forever. He’s my best friend, my safe place. We have the same goals together, we have a lot in common, we’ve told each other things we’d never tell anyone else, and a lot more. Losing him would be like losing a lot of myself because he has helped me become a happier and better version of myself.