"I can't fucking breathe without you, Faye. You mean everything to me." Why does this sound better than I love you? It took me this long to realize that he's serious. Now that I look at him, I understand. The never-ending saga between us and the hardest pill to swallow. Something as rare as gold dust. To the one who made me love myself. To the one who made me understand that I can laugh after I cry. To the one who made me accept my flirty side. To the one who made me realize that not being nice to people doesn't mean you don't care about them. To the one who made me understand that love can be selfish and ugly sometimes. To the one who made me realize that only by accepting our mistakes we can move on. And, finally... to the one who taught me what true love is.