The funny thing about love is people are always trying to tell you how to feel it.

"You hardly know the guy, you can't be in love."
"You're too young to be in love."
We've heard it all before.
From my experience though,

Love has no time constraints.
Yes, love is complicated,
But it is also very simple.

I knew I loved him when
I heard him laugh for the first time.
when I watched his eyes light up,
while he talked about airplanes.

I knew I loved him
when he made me an egg volcano for breakfast
and we pretended to be his roommate's parents.
(even though I had never met his roommate before that)

I knew I loved him
when I sat across from him on the dock
and watched the starlight dance on his face.
when I felt like I could tell him anything.

I knew I loved him when
he told me he had to leave.
I knew there wouldn't be a spot missing
in my heart where he once existed.
But a spot that he still lived
and bloomed,
where my heart still throbbed for him.

Where I still smelled his cologne,
heard him laughing,
felt his lips pressed against mine.

I would cry,
boy would I cry.
But I knew I would love him forever.

I'm sad in the way where my laugh won't be the same when you're gone.
How sitting in silence with anyone else will feel wrong.

I'm sad in the way that I will miss how
he rubs my hand in the theater.
and I watch him watch the movie.
Because his face feels like home,
I've memorized every feature.

How I can never erase
slow dancing to jazz music at your place.
How you never actually kissed me on our first date.

But realized this mistake and
ran across town the next day,
to press your lips against mine.

I'll never be able to make up for all the lost time.

who am I kidding,
I can't even pretend.
Nothing can prepare me for this to come to an end.