I've been friends...

with this amazing guy for five years now. I mean it he's amazing in every sense of the word. He's funny and sweet. I swear, he can make me laugh no matter how down I am.
Five years ago this wasn't the story. He was cold and bitter about everything really. I never understood why (still don't) because he seems to have a great life. He has two parents that love him he's in college majoring in something he absolutely loves. I mean why be bitter? Why be so pessimistic? I mean I've had it so much worse than him but, I remain very optimistic. Yeah bad things happen but you can't let them get to you.
The person that he was, is a shadow of who is is now. Now he's more happy than I've ever seen him and he's more optimistic than me. (I like to think I had a little to do with it.)
But... And there always is one with him. (Or it seems like it.) He says he loves me and he's even talked about marriage. I love him too, he's my best friend these days, but... Sigh... We're not on the same religious grounds. I knew that when I became friends with him. I never tried to change him. I'm not like that I know that if he wants to change that is a decision he must make. I mean, I'm don't discriminate on any religion, or anyone really. The religions of today, most have been around for years and years, who am I to say that mine is the right one. But I've been in a Christian church since before I could walk. It's the only thing I know and it's what I truly believe.
He believes religion is the root of all evil. (All religions.) That's why I avoid talking about religion with him. I mean it feels like everytime I say something he tells me about something in history that makes my religion sound bad. Yes things happen, bad things, and yes sometimes it's religious differences. But, who is he to tell me things that contradict (or try to) my beliefs. If he truly loved me he would understand how I feel about my religion and accept it as I have accepted him the way he is.
I don't know, I guess I feel like believing in something no matter what it is, is better than believing in nothing. I knew what I was getting into from the start I don't know why I'm so disappointed now.
I don't know how to tell him, I can't even consider marrying him if he's going to continue to feel and act the way he does. That's not what I want my life to be like. I never said I was a saint and did no wrong but, I do believe in something. If I didn't then what would I be here for? Just some useless person that lives my useless live and dies and that's it. No, I don't believe this is it. I believe there's always better things to come. Why doesn't he?