You were only 16 when you were all alone on the world, with no family but you had a loving boyfriend.

He was 25, many people wouldn't understand it but he was the one taking care of you, loving you, listening to you and ect.

He was even going to your parent-teacher conferences but he didn't mind it. Despite everything you loved him too much.

He was always there for you, by your side, helping you out. He didn't underestimate you, neither treated you like a kid but as a grown woman.

He was just perfect and you felt unease when thoughts like when will this end? When the bad times will come? When will he leave me? appeared.

However he'd always told you to talk with him for everything that was bothering you and so could he.

He also never pressured you about things you didn't want to do, he was understanding and respecting your boundaries.