Live in my house, I'll be your castle.

“ We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.”-Chuck Klosterman

Don't be afraid of the ones that got away - they define love for the ones that we love and the ones that love us back. Be happy that they are magical memories for our others. They tell us to what extent that we are capable of real, true love. I'm glad that my love will now not be defined by my first ex. My love will forever be bound, simply, to a man who changed me in the span of 6 months. Who lives at the limit of his potential. Who made me feel singly unique and beautiful. Made me honorable, dignified, uncontent to live quietly. Made me understand real sacrifice, genuine love. Made me see our children held in his hands. Made me unaccepting of mediocrity. A man that I still love-whose room I may end up subletting permanently. But rather unfairly, he holds my current high standard of compairison. I can never mourn his loss, but will always remember that he, for one, saw me as the potential of greatness. And for the first time in years, made me feel alive.