It just comes down to those eyes, every time.

And I've never been good at relationships.  Ever.  Which is strange, considering I have never NOT been in one.  I'm a serial monogamist. I cannot recall being single one day in my life, and yet I've hated most of it.  I just am a very hard person to be in a relationship with I think.
I mean, I try!  I try so hard to be kind, and giving, and understanding, and patient.  I don't think my expectations are all that high, even. Don't lie to me, Don't cheat on me, Don't hit me, earn your keep.  And yet it seems as if every guy I have ever been with has been guilty of most, if not all of these things.  And usually, I just leave.  I have never had a problem taking off and not looking back.  It's who I am, it's in my blood. (Run baby, run baby, run.) But this time, this time, I am solidified in my efforts to make this a lasting love.  I have put up with so much from him,.. More than I have, or ever would, from any other man.  And it's like, It almost makes me fight HARDER to stay.  I don't know what it is about this boy, I really don't.  He's put me through Hell and back again and I just love and love and love him, harder and harder every day.
I don't know where we are headed or where the future is leading us, but you can be assured I will be by his side, loving and hating him, supporting him and defending him, even when I know he is wrong. I just love him.  Unconditionally. And always,