I think the root of our problems is that we are constantly on a schedule when we spend time together. It's like we already live together during the first few days and everything is fine but then when I have to leave, things start to get a bit rocky again.

I can't get mad that his mom does his laundry for him because I'm not going to do it. Right now.

I want us to live together so that one or both of us can go out and come home to each other (I've said this before, I know). I just want to know that at the end of each day, he's the one I'm coming home to.

When we're both happy, which isn't all of the time, I feel like I'm home when I'm with him.

I only have to wait a few more months until we can start our lives together.