"All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them." - Walt Disney

You asked me what took me so long to leave him. I'm not sure what to say, except for that I felt trapped. Because of the constant arguments, it always had to be his way. Because of the way he spoke to me when I wanted to see my friends, "but we need to spend time together" as if I hadn't seen him yesterday and the day before. How easily he got mad at me on my birthday because I commented on my friends instagram post, but not his facebook post. The fit he threw, saying he no longer wanted to continue with the date we planned that day. My tear stained face could only look down as my parents told me "happy birthday" over dinner. Because of the way he would get angry if I was sad, constantly making my feelings seem as if they were invalid. The way he felt as if every guy I was friends with 'wanted to be with me' and how he constantly asked if I was cheating on him. Tell me, how did I ever give you the idea I would do that? Because of how little he cared ...

You ask me why I’ve stayed. It’s because of the first day we met. How the words were stuck, shy in my throat. Because of how he got down on one knee outside the movie theater, breath present in the cold air, pulling out a hollowed heart necklace and asked: “will you be my girlfriend?” Because of the playlists we made each other on youtube, his filled with EDM and old, slow Korean love songs his mom used to sing at the karaoke. Because of how he gave me the password to his iTunes and lets me download whatever song I want. Because of how we used to always stop at kum & go and get reese’s cups and Dr. Pepper every night. Because of how he’s trusted me with the death of his best friend, the nightmares coming back once a year, and how he can’t help but drink the pain away. How he never let me ignore him during an argument, driving over to talk it out, no matter what time of day it was. Because, even though he stayed here for me, he reassures that I didn’t ruin his dreams of living in Pe...