I like him so much, and I can trust him. But I might be moving soon. I want to stay here and be with him, but we’re not even together. I hate this. Why do I like him? Because we’re similar. Because I know I’m safe with him. I wish there wasn’t so much keeping us from being together, but there is not much I can do. All I can do is wait. It’s killing me. He is so sweet. Every time I tell him that I’m not pretty he gets angry and lists off all the reasons why I’m beautiful. I don’t know if I want to smile or cry.