our love is not perfect, it never will. but what we have is a trying love, a fighting love. there are countless of times when we thought that it's over. we had many fights and misunderstanding. every sweet messages turned into anger. when we thought what we had built has been destroyed. but all of those fights and misunderstanding only proved our love for each other. that willingness of not giving up. what we had is more real than reality. thank you, bebi. along the way, you've shown nothing but your purest love and patience towards me. you've always supported me in many ways you can think of. you've always made me felt seened and heard. thank you, my love. malayo pa, pero malayo na. someday, you'll wear our wedding ring, carry my surname, and will wake up everyday next to me. i love you forever, my bebang rose!