Thinking back, I feel lousy. I was able to meet her quite often a month back but now that she is on holidays, I am meeting her so seldom.

If only I could be more impressive to prove my worthy, things would certainly be better; I am not a hunk, not a movie star and never a rich man’s son; somehow I have nothing to show at all.

There is no assurance to her parents until when time goes by and we still stay strong together, they would trust us.

For now we just act like we are having secret affairs, grabbing every little opportunity we can to spend time together. This test is making us tough that we are trying so hard towards dream.