There’s this tall, handsome, brave, strong, kind, depressed, smart, amazing guy. He holds me while I have mental breakdowns and anxiety attacks. He sees me for me and not who I try to be. He doesn’t know how much he has saved my life, because I have no idea how to tell him. He does so much for me without me having to ask. He knows when I’m sad, even when I don’t tell him. Without him I would have dropped out of school already. I love him so much. I want to marry him and have children with him.