I started looking back at our old accounts. The ones we first started on. The ones where we first fell in love. I thought that our love story would turn into somewhat of a "Twilight" thing, since you were in vampire form and I was a human. I remember when you asked me to be your girlfriend on your birthday because I gave you a present. /laughs; I thought that it was absolutely adorable, but I was just so surprised that you had gained interest in me, so I just had to say yes. And, we just started talking the week before that, it puzzled me somehow.

I remember our first date. That was something that stayed in my mind this whole time. We went to the beach, played around, then stayed there the whole night. You sang to me with your guitar. It was just perfect. I guess that's when I fell for you. But, at that time, I felt that it was wrong to start dating when you haven't exactly developed feelings for me yet. Deep feelings, real love. So, I decided to break up with you. I know you felt like you weren't good enough. But you were, and you always will be. That one week without you made me quite miserable to be honest. So, I came back to you, wanting to be you again. At that moment, I realized how much you meant to me now and I couldn't be with anyone else but you.

Then, I remembered when you proposed to me. One of the most memorable nights of my life with you. It was literally out of nowhere. We were just chilling at our house and then you just told me get dressed in nice clothes. You didn't tell me where we were going or why were going. You drove me to a grand restaurant, had us sit at a table with pretty lights and roses. Then you stood up, looking all handsome in that tux of yours, and said a little speech. Holding a little red box, my eyes widened, you asked me to spend the rest of my life with you. Of course, I said yes.

I remembered all those fights we had. Then, that one disastrous mistake you made. I didn't want to remember it or remember it even happened. To think that you were that stupid to that to me. It still makes me a little mad and sad that you did that. But then you made it up to me. I couldn't stay mad at you forever.

I had to tell you that I was pregnant with our child. That definitely made you stay. Knowing that a baby boy, who would most likely look like you, would be coming into this world. Our child will be born in January. I really hope you'll be there.