We Met When I Was Thirteen
A very cliche love story. I was thirteen and he was seventeen and a friend of my older brother at the time. Since I was so young and he was so much older we struggled to maintain any kind of relationship. We had feelings for each other and it was obvious but it wasn't until my fifteenth birthday that we were vocal about it. Because he had never had a girlfriend before me and likewise with myself it was difficult but so beautiful at the same time. We were each other's firsts and lasts. We currently live together and are beginning to plan a future together thus I am proud to say I've found that one in a million. Andrew is the sunshine to my days even if those days are dark. Its the kind of love that is so indescribable that it's not worth trying to illustrate. I knew from the moment I met him, as a child, that he would be everything I've come to know about myself and ultimately about love.