It begins in uni, first year - she's just another face in the crowd for my girlfriend at the time to get jealous of (for those who know, you know).

Our study group starts to form and the next step to our love begins with me being with another woman... That relationship crashed and burned.. (bullet dodged). I started hanging out with more friends one-on-one; Bianca the third on the list. Our "first date"... not really a date but we go to dinner just the two of us. And I started to learn what a beautiful soul Bianca has.

We walked on the beach and talked till we couldn't stay out any longer and she had to go home. The night wraps up and I take the longest route home going 20 under the speed limit to drag out the night I never wanted to end. Over the next year of on-and-off flirting, our group goes on a trip down to Taupō. Fireworks ignited in my heart as we spend the whole trip getting closer and closer till we break the tension of will they, won't they. We started going out on dates, never officially dating (her parents loved that one). I was an idiot who wanted not to get attached to anyone if I moved cities for work after graduation. Bianca grows a bigger pair of balls than I'll ever have and states it is all in or not and broke up with me.

I caught COVID as she goes out with friends and I get a chance to reflect while in isolation.

Graduation party and it's awkward. We got very drunk and had a chance to "catch up" We re-ignited and I had the worst hickeys you've ever seen. Fun explaining that one at Christmas lunch.

2 Years of adventures and I couldn't be luckier to have the kindest, caring, passionate, outgoing woman who pushes me to be the best version of myself.

The rest of my life is not going to be enough time to learn and grow with Bianca. But its a good start. Till now and forever.

I love you, Bianca.

I've met Logan in university - he had always been surrounded by the cool people, while I was with the quiet, awkward ones. Eventually, we ended up in the same friend group. I thought he was cute and was very easy to talk to. He had always talked about his relationships, dates he went on - some that went well, some didn't, so I thought that he was low-key like a "f-boy" and getting together with him was never going to happen.

Overtime, we got closer, closer than friends but never gave it a title. Graduation was slowly coming closer and things were getting difficult - with the feelings building and he had choices to make for himself. I wanted it to be official, however he didn't want a girl to influence his decision whether to move or stay from Auckland, which I admired. So I've decided to end it while it was still not THAT deep. Days after, we were still cool and I have made steps to move on - no talking with one another and going out more, until our graduation and registration celebration with the very same friend group happened 2 weeks later. Initially, I stayed away from him, worried of the reignition of the lingering feelings, and WOOP, what do you know, attraction was still there, and the rest was history.

Things went all sorts of direction, but I am over the moon to soon call Logan my husband. I can't imagine life without you. Knowing you and coming to this point in time, I've learned that you are one of a kind, very smart, loving and caring. And the best of all, you're no F-boy.

I love you, Logan.