A Long Way Home

Our History

Steven and I decided to go in April, which was three weeks from now. During those weeks Steven and I told each other all of our secrets, which I was shocked to here a few of his. What I've learned from him is very interesting. Steven used to live in Alaska with a fiancé who, before the wedding, died of (what do you know) cancer. Her name was Christina and she had liver cancer, and died 5 weeks after the proposel. Steven was devestated and decided he needed a new life somewhere else. He chose to move to Florida and go to high school. Steven was here for 2 years and now he is 19. I know we have a 2 year difference but I love him to death and can never lose him, especially after what happened to Matthew. Matthew was my soul mate until he died. He died a few months after we got together and everyday I wish I could save him. Matthew was at my house when I told him about my cancer. The minute I told him he stormed out the house and he was so anxious to get home he didn't see the red light. When I got the call I drove as quickly as I could (without getting myself in an accident) to the spot. When I got there I put my head on his chest and heard nothing! I was so sad the day of the funeral, I almost didn't show up. How could he just get in an accident a few minutes after he left MY HOUSE!!! It feels like it's all my fault that he left, just because I told him I had cancer. When he died I was so depressed and never loved anybody again, but that was before I met Steven and this is totally different. He actually loves me for who I am not just for my looks!!! I can't believe it.