Oh, it's love

I don't really know how to say all these without sounding like a total cheeseball. I've been with you for almost two years now, and it's been the best two years I've ever had. It hasn't all been easy. I've been through a hell of a lot this past year and I drug you along with me. What I found out, is you didn't get scared away by it all. That's how I know you're a keeper. Most guys I've been with, or even just known, get freaked out when they hear the L-word or have to deal with anything semi-difficult. But not you. In fact, you were the first one to say you loved me. You were there with me when I lost my uncle, my grandmother, and then my brother. It's changed who I am. I've grown up a lot this year. Losing Devin made me realize that I shouldn't waste one day, because you really never know if it'll be your last. I mean, he was barely 18. He had no idea. And neither do we.
That's why I'm writing this for you. Because I don't know if I'll walk outside and it'll be the last time I ever do. I don't know when my last breath is. It could be tomorrow or 60 years from now. All I know is that I 'm in love with you. Sometimes you frustrate me. Sometimes you make me so mad I could scream. But you have to take the bad with the good in everything you do. And trust me, you're basically all good. I want to be with you forever. I want to marry you. I want to spend my life with you. I'm young, yeah. I'm not asking to get married tomorrow. I'm just saying I feel so lucky to have found you. I'm truly blessed to know you. So thank you for all you've done for me. And promise me you'll never leave me.