Chicago

Chicago, since long ago has been romanticized in my mind and heart. I am not particularly sure where to pinpoint this romantic notion's beginnings. It would have made for a far better story. Regardless, to spend the day for a birthday celebration in Chicago, to stay at one of the best hotels we could afford with our meager student incomes and to actually take care of required, adult business was what we both needed. To get away from all the difficulties, the negativities and all the interferences we both have been trying to get over and not come in between us.

To be with you, in Chicago, with love and with every ounce of our being spent to work together for a common future where we would build the very path we would walk on and to walk on it, there is no better feeling, fulfillment and satisfaction in the world than that. To walk together, hand in hand, in the month of Christmas, where the night descends so quickly, to be lit up by trees and ornamental lights, together we flew up, up and up to the heaven where our souls merged again, to be never broken again.

Days like these, I feel as though we're invincible, and that these days won't come to pass away.

Here at the bean, the promise of love is stronger than never before.