I wonder how a person who was a complete stranger suddenly would mean the world to me. I knew nothing about his past and he has no idea what I've been through, both of us had been happy in the past and had suffered pain, both got involved with someone and yet now sharing our experiences and planning our future together. If God is love then God is within me, for I never love another person the way I love him now. I wonder how many had fallen in loved with his smile, at how beautiful he looks when he wakes up in the morning, his innocent soul that reflects in his eyes, at how he loves someone more than he wanted to be loved because it is never about himself, at how he makes every effort to make someone else happy for that brings him happiness too. Do they ever notice that. Well i did and i feel lucky to have fallen in love with with a man whose passion for love is an equal measure to my own. To have ever looked at him and sees him for what he's worth. His name is Jan.