Funny it may seem that we both thought the we had everything planned out for the rest of our lives. 

Our dream, little by little we've worked hard for it. 

I remember the day you told me you how you felt about me, timidly and rather cold, because that is the way you are. I never believed I can be special to someone besides from my parents. 

After confessing, it took us months before we could look at each other's eyes with confidence. I thought that your feelings changed like the seasons, your's like fall, slowly disintegrating while mine was like spring that was slowly blooming.

And from that day onward I knew that it could be you. 

Being together, uncertainty filled our thoughts. 

First, because they said we were too young. 

Then because we had to overcome our differences. 

Then there was this invisible wall that somehow kept us apart. 

Then we never realized how much of those that the two of us were able to overcome together. 

Inseprable, we thought we were, but actually we would never be one. For as early as our live's were beginning, I already went on a separate way. 

Your parents were never an issue, mine was. I remembered how kind you mother was and the funny way of cooking your father always exhibits when I visit. As for mine, I apologize for making you having a hard time infornt of my uptight parents/ 

And there there's college. We both knew we would become doctors someday. We've proved to ourselves and to others that we can achieve our goal together. And in only a short peroid of time, in a year the two of us would be one step closer to our dreams. Those sleepless nights of studying and all those coffee that we drank together in medschool I would never forget. 

You and I would always argue what kind of life would we want in the future. And in the end we've always settled that we would love each other eah day like there would be no tomorrows.And we would treat yesterdays as memories we shall treasure for the rest of our lives. 

I wonder why we haven't talked about marriage? It was the only thing left for us to do. Right?