We sat on the grass, in front of the chapel as we finally got the courage to communicate how we feel for each other. The sky was on fire. A combination of black and orange... an unlikely color at around 9:30 in the evening. The setting was perfect but what happened was the exact opposite.

She likes me. Maybe even loves me. I like her too. Maybe I'm starting to love her. For her, I am exceptional. I am gifted. Intelligent. Beautiful. Naturally Good. For me, she is one great person who was able to make me believe again in the beauty of commitment.