This is probably my favorite picture of ours. You can see just by the way I look at this person. I feel like I'm looking at the best gift God had given me. 

We've been together for 4 years already. A lot had happened. We've hit rocked bottom the past year, we've let our guards down and allowed ourselves to be carried away with all the temptations around us, we've allowed ourselves to lose the battle, but then again, together we stand and held each other tighter and we went out in the battlefield, though with scars and deep wounds, successfully and stronger.

After all the mishaps, we're still here. Fighting for our love (CHAROT! PANGTELESERYE!). After all the things that happened, I realized how lucky I am to meet someone like him. You know guys, what I'm feeling for him is the love that I think I won't be able to feel with anyone else. 

When we broke up, I tried dating someone (though once lang! HAHA and it was an epic fail), I tried meeting other people, but at the end of the day, all of them have a common denominator. All of them are FUCKBOYS/PERVERT. 

Everyday, since that thing happened to us, I always feel so grateful that I wake up knowing that he still loves me and he's still mine. Everyday when I wake up, I feel so scared as well. Scared that one day he'll wake up and realize that he doesn't love me anymore or I'm not as beautiful (SABI NYA MAGANDA AKO E!) as he think I am.

Over the years that we've been together, I've learned a lot of lesson from this guy. I learned how to appreciate little efforts and little things. To find joy in the simplest thing. He gave me something that no amount of money or thing can replace. 

Ahhhh! The amount of love that I have for this guy is immeasurable. It's something that I can't even explain.