I once met this beautiful girl named Leire Esnaola. She was a Spanish teaching assistant at my college. When I saw her I hadn't seen someone more beautiful in my entire life. She and Had piano class and that's where our friendship began..once she and I started talking we couldn't stop. We'd spend hours talking to each other about our lives and how different we were. Over time we got closer and closer and becam more than just friends..During our Christmas break we spoke everyday and remained in contact with each other and once school resumed..I had found myself in love with a girl from another country.This was such an amazing yet terrifying feeling..because the future in these relationships isn't promised but for the time being we made it work. As the year went on we spent more time with each other..I learned more about her and her culture,family and life back home. We'd lay together at night and she would tell me about her day in Spanish...she had one of the most beautiful voices I've ever heard. As we moved closer toward the end of the year the question of what we wanted to do with our new found relationship was on table..we decided that we would let things happen as they should and worry about it when it was her time to go home. That night before her flight home..we had a night that I will never forget.