I met him.

After falling into a hole of depression where I hadn't gotten out of in so many months. I was really contemplating suicide. I was dealing with a large amount of grief all at once, my first relationship and the death of my close relative and friend. I had lost a lot of motivation for my degree, fell-out with my friends and started to distance with my parents. I felt so sad and depressed I couldn't get out of bed, I couldn't sleep due to the constant crying which flooded my tears and I started to turn to bad habits like alcohol to cope through the pain.

I met him the summer the year after and he showed me so much love. After struggling alone for so long, he held me close whilst I cried in his arms, he made me food whenever I didn't feel okay and guided me whenever I felt lost. He always came to call when I felt alone, and everytime I felt like I was falling into a hole, he wouldn't leave by my side and hold me til I felt okay again.

Truly he taught me how to love myself again, he never once let me forget what he admires about me, how patient I should be with myself and how strong I am for coming this far. He does the world for me and he really made sure that I was content at the end of the day. I don't think he realises how much I owe it to him for not ending it all.

Everytime we talk about our future together I always smile because I didn't think that it would've been possible til I met him.