I'm writing this lovely first chapter when I should be getting ready for work, but I've wanted to document our nonconforming love for a while now and Wattpad was a market that I didn't particularly want to tap again (And this is where heartstopper is being released so I know I'll be on here far more often).

Her name is Izzy. And although the title says she is my wife, we are not married, yet. It's an affectionate nickname for now and I enjoy calling her it, I think she likes it too. She likes to draw, and she's ridiculously good at it (Or maybe I'm bad at it, who to say, art is subjective). She also plays a billion instruments, but my favourite is when she plays the piano, it's beautiful. She has a giant poof or fluffy hair, and a heart to match that size.

I love her. And (hopefully) she loves me.

I have no doubt she will eventually find this, but I have no intention of telling her it exists of my own fruition. I plan on documenting my raw feelings and experiences through what I am confident will be the greatest love this generation has ever read or seen. None of that tragedy Shakespear crap. Of course, we'll both die at the end, but I won't be able to write a chapter on it, on account of us no longer existing.

Anyway, I'm 15 minutes late to start getting ready for work, so I'll leave it on a final note.

Prepare to feel my unbridled love towards this heaven sends of a queer, dancey, talented, sometimes genderless, but still feminine, gorgeous amazing person.

Love you, you cringe lord.