To be loved like this… Every minute of every day, for years, in happy days and sad hours, loved for laughter and through tears, loved at my best and at my worst, loved when I lose my way, loved when I don’t know how to love back, loved when I get cold and distant… Loved for all that I am and all that I will become…loved when I’m hard to understand…when I don’t want to be understood… Loved through sleepless nights and endless work shifts… Loved on sunny days and rainy nights… Thousand miles away or skin to skin… Loved in pain, on morphine drip, lost in nightmares… Loved when beautiful, made up, on the runway…or on stage, getting my diploma… Loved even though I’m different, “exotic”, homesick, always lost, stubborn, and never wrong… Loved because I need to be loved…because loves saves me, because love always wins. I can only wish other people are loved the way he loves me…