I loved her so much. Words (no matter what language is used) can’t describe my love. I’d simply say that she was the one that I was dreaming of since I was a kid.
We had to break up; she is an American and I’m a Syrian!
We are different on many levels: Language, culture, religion, social norms, habits, wealth,…
Unless it’s supported by similarities of those, love lasts few months only!
Updates: This is not my story. It is the story of Syrians living abroad (USA, Canada, Europe, …). I’ve heard it and read about it many times!