My dearest love, remember when we first met? It was in a field of colour, where the meadow serinade the sky. And there you stood, in the middle of it all, your hair swaying with the breeze and I was frozen. I have realized then and there that I have fallen for you. Do you also remember the first time we held hands, when the electricity of excitement rushed in our veins. We didn't want to let go. Or the time that we confessed? No matter your look, no matter where you are. I promised you that I will find you. We promised that. It's always been you, no matter what, it's still you. No matter how many incarnations, we stand our ground and wait till the other gods stop this torture. We will meet. So untill that day... Till we meet again.