Right there is where I fell in love with you.
Walking into this room I am swarmed with memories.
Because right here.
In these four walls...
Is where I fell in love.
Sitting on the floor over there painting.
Sitting on that chair at the desk.
Laying in bed on FaceTime.
There is where I first heard your voice on the phone.
First saw you on FaceTime.
Right there is where I sat while spending 3hrs convincing you it was okay for us to date.
This is where it all happened.
In the living room is the couch I was sitting on when you first messaged me.
There in the kitchen I use to dance while on FaceTime with you.
All of it happened here.
This is where I fell inlove with you.
Sitting here...
Every memory is pouring into my mind.
As though I've gone back in time.
As though walking through that door...
Transported me back to a different life.

I've always loved looking at the stars.
Then I always found us laying outside staring at the stars.
Then I fell inlove with them even more.
I always thought of you on a star filled night.
And then...
When I had my miscarriage...
I started calling that baby my shooting star.
Stars have become the world to me.
Except now instead of filling me with happiness and happy memories.
They make me wish for all the moments I've lost.
I'm sitting outside looking at the stars.
Filled with this feeling of content loneliness.
I go outside every night before I sleep And stare up at the stars.
The stars are always above us.
They are the most beautiful thing in my life now a days.

Some day I'm going to tell my kids about you.
I'm going to tell them about the boy who saved my life.
How you randomly messaged me on Facebook talking of dolphins, whales, and cyborgs.
I'm going to tell them how you were my bestfriend.
That I fell in love with you instantly and no body had ever made me happier.
I'm going to tell them about how you made me a better person.
How you taught me how to love myself by showing me how you saw me.
But I'm also going to tell them about how you broke me.
How you completely shattered me. That you crushed everything I was.
Took all the light from my life.
Made it impossible to breathe.
How I cried for months.
About how you turned into an unrecognizable person.
That I didn't get out of bed for weeks.

*And hopefully I'll be able to tell them that it got easier.
That overtime I started being able to sleep and eat.
That you stopped being the only thing on my mind.
That I slowly learned how to breathe again.

Do you remember the night where for a minute you forgot we weren't dating.
Months after we broke up.
And now...
You hate me.
If I could go back in time,
The one thing I would change is us...
I would have saved us.
I would have never ruined us.
I would never done what caused you to hate me.
I use to have no regrets.
Now I constantly regret us.
Regret how we ended.
Regret that I was to stuck in my head to see what happened.
I would have saved us.
Saved not just our relationship...
But our friendship.
Which has always been the most important thing to me.

They say that when love is real it finds a way.

That if you're meant to be together it will happen.

That if you love someone then to let them go and if they truly love you they'll come back.

But what if both of you are so scared and waiting for the other to fall in your lap you never make the move that gets one another back.

What if when you let them go. They think there's no chance and even though they still love you just as much as you do them... They don't realize you still love them also.

What if you're so busy waiting for fate and the powers of love to fix your life, that you miss the opportunity in front of you. If only you made the move.

Love is powerful because it makes us do things we never would have. Not because it magically fixes everything.