I love him. I still do, with all of my heart. Its just that, everytime we touch, my heart feels burdened. The forbidden, the secret shame. It doesn't help, when my parents don't like him. It really hurts, when my parents don't bother to know him as I know him. His gentleness and his love for me. But a large part they have issues with is him turning his back on God. I know, if he turns back to God, my parents will change their minds. I believe in God and in him. I know that one day, he'll turn back to God.