I want to leave Ohio, be in a wonderful committed relationship, and move to a different state with him, and live in an apartment, and go on cute nightly walks with him and hold his hand and kiss him under the moonlight. I want to fall asleep in the same bed as him, and cuddle every night with him as he holds me in his arms. I want to wake up in my shorts and a T-shirt and walk into the kitchen while he’s got a cup of coffee and making breakfast. I’ll walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist as I kiss his shoulders. I want to watch him make breakfast, and offer to help him. I want to be singularly happy with this one person, knowing that I’m going to spend the rest of my life wondering what I did without him, and wanting to be with him forever.