I look at you again, you are sitting a few benches away with your parents while the priest gives the same sermon he does every Sunday. You are wearing the chastity ring that I gave you a few days ago, as if we both don't know that you are no longer a pure soul, but for my parents you have to continue being one, otherwise I couldn't be with you.

We have been dating for about three months, relatively little, but I already know that you are my soulmate. We have known each other since we were children since we have been coming to the same church since then. At first it was difficult for me to take the step of asking you out. I don't want to be misunderstood, I like you, a lot, more than I should, but I know things about your past that I don't like enough.

Your parents aren't as religious as mine, so it's normal that you've done things with other people before. You know... sex and stuff. It's not my case. My parents want me to stay pure until marriage and that's how it will be. So you can imagine that telling them that your girlfriend is no longer a virgin is not a dish of good taste for them. So we have decided to make up that part.

What happens to me with you is that every day it’s more difficult for me to stay away from you... from touching you. And it's proven by the times I get hard when we're just kissing. Too embarrassing. But I'm trying with all my might to make sure that doesn't happen... please.

"You can go in peace." the priest announces and everyone begins to get up from their seats. I don't wait for my parents to get up to approach you.

"Hi, love." I say smiling, greeting your parents with a nod. You really look so beautiful. God forgive me for these thoughts...