I'm very happy in my first ever proper relationship. Although we're currently at other ends of the country and missing each other I'm still happy cos I know when I'm thinking of him, chances are at the same time he's there thinking of me.
Believe me, if I was happy with it I'd be a bit of a masakist, I'm was an indifferent singleton, I was worried I'd never find someone though. But hay, that's in the past now!