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First Love
 I have always been the type of person to allow my insecurities get in the way, especially my fear of commitment. It's pretty big news that I have allowed myself to be connected to another human being who wasn't my family. For the first time in as long as I can remember I told my boyfriend I loved him for the first time. He makes me smile like no one else can. As cheesy as I know it is I get weak in the knees when he's around. He's the first person I can tell how I truly feel and not worry about judgement. I know he tells me not to worry and a lot can change in three months, but I worry every day about what is going to happen to us when I move to Sudbury. It's so far from him and as much as I want to make it work, I worry that I'm not worth it. He doesn't deserve to go without someone telling him how important he is every day. I love him, really I do and I can't help but blush saying that whether it's typed or out loud. It's because I love him that I really don't want to risk hurting him. I just pray that things work out for the best.


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