I'll start by saying I am still in high school. I am sixteen.

I have been with my boyfriend for six months now. He is the definition of perfect to me, everything I have always dreamed of and wanted. He is so respectful, polite, dorky, goofy, and never lets anything get in the way of our relationship. He never gets frustrated with me, never yells, never raises a hand at me, never even looks at other girls. I have been through a lot of guys, all jerks that used me, manipulated me, and left me at the slightest flaw they didn't care for or could tolerate. But my current boyfriend accepts me for me. He never gets angry when I get insecure or annoyed at him or close him out when my mother yells at me or I'm having trouble learning a math problem or something. He has taught me a lot about myself and he always helps me conquer my fears. He always opens doors for me, waits for me to finish eating at the table, and helps me with my problems. He is practically prince charming. He never ever pressures me, never judges me, and the best thing of all: I can truly be myself. I'm not scared of saying something embarrassing or telling him a dorky thought or just being my goofy self. He always tells me I'm beautiful and wonderful and everything to him. I've never ever had such a strong, amazing, loving relationship with anyone before. He is geniune and his intentions are good. He promised the first month we dated that he would never hurt me or never leave me or never give up. I've heard that a lot, but when he said it, it was different. He didn't just say it, he backed up his promise by giving me so much happiness and love. He always surprises me and goes out of his way for me. He is a senior.

We often talk of our future, but I feel awkward sometimes 'cause I get scared I might seem too clingy. He always assures me. We do everything together, even if we don't live together. We cook, clean, babysit, go grocery shopping, fix cars, and all other household chores or anything like a couple would be like when living together when my parents are busy or away or needing help. We can talk for hours, but I'm always comfortable in the silence even. He is my other half. I swear I'm not myself around him. I got ahead of myself last night, and looked him deep in the eyes and said quietly, "One day, I'm going to marry you." It took a lot of guts to say it, but I did, and his face lit up. He became ecstatic, "Really? Oh babe that's so wonderful that you want me in your future!"

I would like an opinion on it. Of course I'm young, and I know I'm too young to marry at this point, but somedays I just want to ask, to give him just a simple "I'll be with you forever" whether I have a real ring or a ring from a vending machine. I think about it so much to the point where I wonder. Am I just overwhelmed? Is it okay to feel this way? Or is it wrong?