Hyukjae and I have been dating for 8 years, but we've been together for 20. It feels like only yesterday that we were little children meeting at the playground and throwing sand at each other. This friendship started off as dominance for the sand box. We've had several disputes on who was going to be the King of the Sand Box - who was going to own it and build their castles in it. The finally decision was that we both became the kings and the sand box was both ours. We met each week at the sand box and it became a tradition to us. As Kings, we thought we were awesome. We thought we had sand powers and we even thought that sand was the best thing ever. We were stupid kids. But we were stupid together. We were only 7, though. Many years later I find myself in love with that same stupid boy. Madly in love. You'd never really expect that, right? My heart beats strongly for him, but I know it won't beat forever. Death is inevitable. It makes me depress to think about the last kiss we'll share or the last time we'll ever embrace each other. So I want to live every day letting him know how much I love him. I want Hyukjae to know that even though my heart will stop beating one day, my love for him will live on for an eternity.