I once went to Paris with my school. There I met a girl on street. We talked a lot. I liked her alot. I got her facebook. 6 months later I went to Paris back to meet her. She said:"I don't live in Paris anymore. I was an exchange student, I go back to my country". I felt so bad. I didn't tell her I come to Paris for her. We talk on facebook sometimes. Everyday I think of her. I'm too poor to go to her country.