I gazed up at the stars that were shining as bright as our love. People think that love is for hopeless romantics. You know, those people who watch the Notebook repeatedly, memorizing quotes… “If you’re a bird, I’m a bird.” That sort of thing. But I was one of the lucky ones; I knew I loved her from day one. I knew by the feeling I got around her, the way I looked into her beautiful eyes… The way I woke up smiling when I knew I’d see her that day. The butterflies that cascaded through my stomach, sending shivers down my back. I can’t explain how much I love her, yet she knows. Love is like a rubik’s cube… One minute you have it and the next minute you don’t. It’s like a seashell washed up on shore; you don’t know how long it’ll be there but you know it’ll always come back. If your love is where I’m falling, then please don’t catch me.