Why is it so common,
in social media,
in movies,
in shows,
in gossip that circles students' minds,
that the act of cheating is so frequent?
Why can't people stay loyal anymore?
Why do I have to fear the idea of some girl
making you feel the way we felt
at the beginning of this?
Why doesn't "I love you"
actually mean "I love you"?
Why does it sometimes mean
I like you
but in the moments that I don't
in the midst of arguments and raised voices
I like someone else too.

If I could, I'd fly far from here
I'd sail across the ocean
without shedding a tear.
The happiness would be like a potion,
a smile would be embedded on my face,
and my life would finally be in motion.

It's the smile that stretches across my face when I see you looking at me
it's the sudden feeling of shyness mixed with comfort when I'm around you
it's the never ending talks about our future
it's the shared giggles and laughs.
It's the good times and the great times...
but it's also the bad.
It's the emptiness when I don't wake up next to you
it's the panic and overreactions when I think about you and another girl
it's the quiet and worried tones when we talk about what if...what if we didn't work
it's the clenched jaws of jealousy and the frustrated groans
it's the worry that...maybe I just fell in love too fast.
Love isn't the good without the bad,
love is the introduction to something so great, that when it's just a little bit off, it feels bad.

I blinked and suddenly you were standing in front of me, a huge smile on your face.
I blinked and realized that your smile always made my heart skip a beat and I was longing to be with you.
I blinked and suddenly, you were asking to be mine.
I blinked and lost my heart in a few moments when I realized I was falling in love with you.
Each of these moments happened so fast and yet, my memory of them is so detailed.
But what happens if I blink...
and you're suddenly gone?

It's the sparkle in her eyes when she looks at him,
it's the way her arms tighten around him in a hug,
it's the long video and phone calls,
it's the heavy feeling in her heart when he's not there,
and it's the smile stretched across her face when he is.