I was 19 when I met the love of my life. But, my family never approved of our love. He was from a whole other country, he was poor, and he didn't go to a big rich academy. They didn't see what I saw in him though, they didn't see how sweet he was. He taught me the best life lessons I they could never teach me, and that was one of the things I loved about him. What I loved about him the most was his light hearted spirit, and his urge to have fun which is something I always wanted and I never met someone like that. The only question I asked myself about was, how will I keep him in my life when I go home? Well... that is a question he asked himself I guess. All we had to do was make it happen.