The moment I give you my “yes,” you are officially mine and I am officially yours. You are not allowed to hold another girl’s hand or meet with her or have lunch with her or go anywhere with her without me knowing. You are prohibited from flirting with another girl. You can call her beautiful or give her compliments in a casual way, never in a tone that suggests that you want to be more than friends with her. You are also prohibited from having sleepovers in a girl’s house even if you claim that you have male friends who’d sleep there too. Also, you must not delete your call or text logs every time we meet. That would just suggest that you’re hiding something from me. You can’t communicate with any of the girls you are attracted to, other than me. You should not ditch dates with me just to be with your girl friends. That is non-negotiable. When it’s my time, you should spend it with me, not with others. Never cheat on me. Never lie to me to cover up for another girl. Never ever hurt me so much because I know when something has become too much. I know the things I deserve. And being with someone who makes me cry more than he makes me smile is not one of them.

I know you are not perfect. I know, somehow, you will violate one or more of these. I can give you a second chance, yes. But that’s it. Break my heart for the second time and you lose me.

This is what you are signing up for when you commit to me.