I wait at the entrance of the airport, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. The snow is falling all over the place and I'm hoping you're wearing a thick coat. Here, in my country, has a completely different weather from yours.

It's been a few months since we've been dating; we once talked online and who knew we would end up in a strong, healthy relationship? I never really believed in online-dating, but when it came to you, I fell harder than I expected. You were finally coming to meet me, although I still don't think I'm the main reason of your arrival, I'm thinking you have a study course or something.

I glance out through the mirrors of the buildings, waiting excitedly for you to appear in the sea of crowd. I can't wait to actually meet you, to give you actual physical affection.