Loving someone is both difficult and great. Difficult because you'll never be able to know if you have a chance. In my case i never had a chance with him. He's so high that i can't reach him, he's handsome, smart, famous, and so talented. I'm delusional if i will able to be with him, bet he doesn't care about me haha. But it's still great because i have my inspiration, motivation. Loving him was a choice, a choice that I'd gladly choose over and over. He brought me life. Before i met him , i was not as good to be, i skip clases, never cared about myself, and never cared about my education. Ivan is my first love and i still do. I met him 4 years ago. And that was the best 4 years of my life... Not until some changes happened. A new person came in my life and filled the whole in my heart that Ivan gave me. The joy i was never able to experience with someone else