I'm not sure what it is recently, but it really seems like there's a bunch of relationship woes amongst my friends. And I'm not talking about petty little fights or stupid crap.

One of my best friends found out her boyfriend of four years was cheating on her, and he needs his spine forcibly removed from his body Richard Rahl style, seriously. Seriously.

Another of my best friends' parents are trying to set her up with a plumber, and another one is depressed that she has nobody.

My exes seem to be on some completely different planet, too. Just found out the first boyfriend is married to a wife that it doesn't even sound like he really likes and has a kid. The first love is gay. Things are so ass backwards and weird, I can't even tell you.

So in the wake of all this, I feel so guilty when I think about the boyfriend that I have. But you know what? I shouldn't feel guilty to be happy. Sure, I'm sad that my friends are so upset, but I shouldn't feel bad that I'm not in their boat.

My boyfriend wrote a poem about how much he loves me (and other things are in the poem, too, because he seems intent on making it very clear in comments that it's not just about me, when I know this, KTHXBABE tryin'to give you some romantical cred).

I love him.

I miss him.

I want to be with him more than anything right now.