I was looking in the mirror, about to go out to work. I am not a vain guy, but sometimes I wonder whether any one ever really does find me attractive. I mean, don't get me wrong, I have had a few girlfriends, but sometimes I feel like I have never been in a relationship, ever. To me, the word relationship means long lasting, not a short fling that consists of sex and binge drinking together in the local night club. Oh the fun I had... I regret most of that. I just wish I had found the right girl and settled down. Anyhow, my mind wanders. I looked into the mirror and I saw myself (no shit Sherlock, I know I know). I have medium (for a guy... not shoulder length..) length, dark brown hair which I push to the side. My eyes are blue, but I pride myself in having a deep steel blue ring around the edge, with a lighter Carolina blue on the inner. It sounds strange to describe my eyes in so much detail, but it is pretty much the only thing I like about my self. My nose, in my opinion, is a little too wide but there is nothing much else I can say about it.. I suppose. My lips... I honestly don't want to describe them, I mean, they're just... lips, right? I hate facial hair - it sounds weird to say so, I am aware - and if I have stubble I look lazy and completely unattractive. It's just... eww. 'Am I attractive?' I think to myself, wondering whether I would have to become more muscular, or wear no shirt to be so. I'm looking at you media. Again, I digress, I am sorry! I wanted to write this down, from the very beginning, as I have learnt something over the last year. Something super crazy, super cheesy and downright super amazing. I learned love. I learned that love does not matter in regards to what size, what class, what job or what person you are or have; love does not judge; love works in perseverance, in struggle; love is beautiful. And I did not realise this, until now, especially not after I walked out of my house wondering whether I was handsome, stressing whether I would even get glanced out, discontented with how I looked and even who I was. Oblivious to the fact that I was about to meet the one person who was looking for someone exactly like me. My name is Oskar Evans and this is my story. Ok ok, I will get on with the story, but can we all take a moment to just cringe... ?! It won't be like that all the way through, I promise.