The last minute of my being 26.

But it doesnt matter. I just spent the best day of my life... The best last day of my being 26..

The best surprise on earth. Romantic, sweet, adorable, cute, amazing, gorgeous, what else can I say? I was thrilled.

And then, bad luck struck me. But guess what, after whatever mess I felt, I now believe that i was wrong to think this was bad luck. Why do I always think of things in a negative way? He was here and that's all what matters. I didnt need people, nor a cake, not even my family singing me and reminding me of the age issue. All I wanted to feel and experience was his existence in my life. His being by my side, so close to me, anywhere on this planet, caring for me, looking after me, and making up surprises for me. I was over the moon. His being by my side for all those hours was all I ever wanted. Those moments of being by his side was worth it all. And I have to admit, I'm so in love with everything about him.