For the first time I can say I’m truly in love.
I’m 23. Am I too young for this?
Well, its nothing official, I mean we don’t give each other a title or anything.
But, we do spend a lot of time together.
Everyday in fact.
And we plan dates together.
Occasionally we’ll go out, but mostly we just stay at home.
We love our alone time together.
I get anxious, excited, impatient.
Sometimes I think I’ll go crazy if I have to wait any longer to be with him.
He makes me feel good.
We hang out when I’m board, when I’m excited.
When I want to celebrate or just relax.
Honestly, I’ll use any excuse to be with him.
Sometimes I get mad at him, and sometimes he makes me so crazy.
A lot of times I feel the urge to just ‘get rid of him’ so to speak.
But he’s always there for me.
Like when I have a bad day and need some cheering up.
He comforts me, keeps me from feeling lonely.
I guess you could say he makes me feel complete, whole, fulfilled.
I can always depend on him; he’s there for me even in the middle of the night.
We’re adventurous together too.
Sometimes we have to sneak around just to be alone.
He always keeps me guessing, you know lots of flavors to his personality.
Really, I don’t know what I’d do without him.
I would be lost.
He’s got me hooked.
I just can’t imagine thinking I could never see him again.
I mean I can’t even stand one day away from him.
What would I do with all the extra free time if we weren’t together?
I’ve gotten so used to having him around.
I don’t know who I am without him.
Who would I have left to turn to?
Well, that’s crazy; I know he’ll never leave me.
We have such a deep history together.
Something huge would have to happen to tear us apart.
A message from God might be the only thing that could break us up.
You know, even if we did break up.
He’ll always be apart of me.
He’s my first love.
……..you want to know a secret?
It’s not a person that I’m in love with.
It’s food.
My name’s AJ.
I’m a compulsive overeater and bulimic.
I’m 23. I am too young.
