You've found the perfect man. Manly, sensitive, caring, y, attentive, funny... but to death shall us part?

It's the usual: it's not him, it's me. I can't think of being with anyone else, or losing him, and I have been wholly loyal for 4 years... but how can you commit for the rest of your life when you love the chase and being chased? Are you destined to be forever single, or are you just normal and having to make a compromise to settle down?