Distance... I wish you never existed... I don't know where to begin, but I feel so blessed to know him. Possessing a prince-like face, emerald eyes, and a warm smile, he has everything a girl could ever ask for. It feels like a dream to know him and meet him in person. I've known him for about 6 month before we met him in person. Bali. In this paradise island we finally met in person. He was on vacation with his family. Since the very first time I saw him, I felt something different in my heart. Not only because of his look, but also because of the way he treated me. He treated me so well and with respect. He even introduced me to his mom. But then.. that beautiful dream that has come true had to be ended for a while. I had to go back to Jakarta to continue my study. He also had to go back to his country to continue his. It was just 2 days. The best and the most beautiful time I've ever spent in my entire life. Sad. Yes I was extremely sad. I wanted to cry so bad, I wanted to hug him and say "please don't leave me..." but I knew it wasn't allowed yet.. Moreover, I was shy because his mom was there too. I love him.. I'm in love with this man... That night we went our separate ways. I tried so hard not to cry when he and his mom were beside me. But I couldn't stop my tears from falling as I watched him and his mom through my window car. My heart was aching. "We're going to be separated miles away again. We've just met and spent time together. Why should we be separated again too soon?" I said to myself. Now I'm only left with his shirt that he gave me and our pictures that we took. Every day feels like torture ever since we went our separate ways. I miss him.. I miss him like crazy. I've never missed someone like this before. I'm dying to see that face again, I'm dying to see that smile again... He said before he went, "Wait for me, I will come back to marry you after I'm done with my studies." His words give me strength to survive. It's been 1,5 years. I wish distance never existed between us. But I will keep fighting and waiting for him. I never want to give up because I believe in him and his words. I believe that we will meet again on the most beautiful day of my life, when the first time he calls me "my wife"... Jakarta, October 24, 2015 3.39 am Fatima