I had known Oscar since 6th grade. We met in orchestra, and our bond only grew since then. Throughout all of high school, I constantly denied the possibility I was gay. I convinced myself that I couldn’t possibly be anything but straight. As high school progressed, my bond with Oscar only bloomed even more. One day, in out sophomore year, we had both made a prestigious honor to play in an orchestra that only had the best of the best. Both of us shared a hotel room, and that day was the day I started to consider the possibility of being gay. Everything about that man was perfect. I couldn’t help but notice every single time his hands brushed mine or how he was so close to me when we shared a bed. As we became juniors, and then seniors, I had realized I was deeply infatuated with this man. The only thing that scared me more than anything was the possibility he didn’t see me that way. One day, I couldn’t take it anymore. As we sat together at my house, I suddenly blurted that I liked him. He was stunned, and I thought for a second, that I had just ruined years of friendship. To my surprise, he responded in a quiet voice that he liked me too. I felt my heart do a million flips and smiled like a five year old getting candy. We went on to the same college, and we were roommates. Since then, our love for each other has only grown, and I am proud to call this man my future husband. I love you, Oscar. So, so much. You are my whole world, my guiding star, my everything, and I only wish the best for both of us. I swear on everything to make you the happiest man on Earth.