Emmet and I are ok

I just received an email from my cousin asking how things are between Emmet and I.

Well to make the long story short - we're ok.

No matter what I do, I can't seem to get rid of the guy. I love him too much.

Fifteen months and counting.

Has it been fifteen months already?

Fifteen months of being stupidly in love with the guy.

Fifteen months of tears.

Laughter.

Fun in the sun.

Endless presents.

Trips to Ikea.

Dreamworld.

Fancy dinners.

Cruising ar0und town.

And heaps heaps more.

At the end of the day, although I may have doubts and insecurities - I love him.

And although sometimes we're on the verge of breaking up, we always always fight for our relationship.

And I think that's what makes it special.