I am an ordinary person. I see people for what they are, accept them for who they are and love them for what they may or may not be. I hope that I will be seen, accepted and loved for who I am. I dream that I will be what I want to be. I pray to attain the strength to realize my hopes and dreams. I cherish my life and the people in it. I love. Hence, I live.

He is an ordinary guy. To you, that is. To me, he is anything but that. His laughter is the thing that will alleviate my sorrow. His dimpled smile is the one that can brighten up the gloomiest of days. His love is the fuel for my hopes and dreams. He is the answer to all my prayers. Of course, he is the one I cherish the most. He loves. Hence, I live.

We are not ordinary people. We were thrown into extra-ordinary circumstances yet fought through it all. Sometimes with each other, but most times it was just us against this world. We hope now, for a life together. We dream of the perfection our life would be. We cherish the moments we have. We love. We shall live.