Being with him entrusts a foreign feeling inside of me. I can say that by just looking at his eyes, I know that I'll be in my favorite place for eternity. However, he makes me commit sins. What we have is forbidden. In any view and in any angle. It is impermissible in the eyes of God, people, and worst... in his. "There's no such thing as perfect people. We're just people who sometimes commit sins. My love... beyond limitation."