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Do you remember the time before,

When we were but a lingering away?

We were a phone call and a one-word-voice-message away,

A tumblr message, and an Instagram status update away,

We were a pizza delivery away,

A Saturday might sleepover away,

We were a teenager crisis away,

We were an 'I miss you' away,

Hell, there were times when we were a sad look-into-the-distance away,

Later, and often, we were a taxi in traffic away,

A delated train; a six-hour-flight away,

A Skype notification on Sunday evenings, away,

And an 'adult' love-life trouble away,

Do you remember, when we were just a memory away?

The time when we were three crying emoticons away?

I do. And I remember it so clearly; It hurts.

It hurts 'cause we were so close, now we're more than miles away.

I called you, messaged you, and tagged you in my rare emotional tweets

I ordered pizza and sent you a selfie, on a Saturday, I swear.

I left a message that I missed you, I even looked away in despair.

But you're still not here. Do you not even care?

There was a time - I remember - when all I had to do, was call you by your name,

And you'd be there, for me; you'd reach out to me, and you'd get me.

And, I realise...

That more than a solution, I just needed you there.

NO, that's wrong. I need you here.

I know you have a family, a job, and everything but a moment.

But, do you think you could make one for me; just a moment, for old time's sake?

Because I need to know if we're a forever away,

I read a book.

Then waited till midnight for the prettily-dressed fairy godmother and my Prince Charming.

Gave up at some moment, and fell asleep. Sans glass shoe, sans love.

I read another book.

Then waited again for a forgotten best friend who'd moved away when we were kids to return and make me fall in love.

Gave up at some moment, and fell asleep. Sans matching bracelets, sans love.

I read yet another book.

Then waited once more for the 'Prom King of highschool' to show up and shower me with praise and tell me that I'd been his crush since middle school.

Gave up at some moment, and fell asleep. Sans his captain's jersey, sans love.

I read a book again.

Then waited for the 365 letters to show up at my gate, from a long-lost summer romance who loved me like I was the World.

Gave up at some moment, and fell asleep. Sans the engagement ring, sans love.

I read one last book.

Then waited to bump into my soulmate (in the middle of my bedroom at midnight) and fall in love at first sight and live happily ever after.

Gave up at some moment, and fell asleep. Sans him next to me, sans love.

Then I gave up.

"No more romances for me."

Headed off to Crossword for a fantasy action thriller.

Which is where I met...uh..."thee".

And while you weren't all of those fairytale princes or heroes.

You were exactly, (I'm not even kidding), perfect for me.

Because Prince Charming and Ryan Gosling exist in words and on film.

But where was I to discover another "thee"?

*

So Chuck Shirley (some of you know him as God) created the universe, right? Let's put aside the multiverse stuff for the moment and focus on the fact that he made the universe. So he made the milky way, the solar system, and all the planets in it, right?

So what if after he'd made all nine planets, he just looked back at them and instead of going, 'Whew, Job done, Planets created, I can par-tay now', he went 'Most of these planets look fine, and Earth in particular turned up great. Plants are already growing there, and I've got a good feeling about it. So I'll just let these properly-functioning-celestial-bodies be, and pay more attention to the others. Venus, the moody little planet she is, is having storms and her temperatures are fluctuating immensely; it's like she's sworn not to let life exist there. Saturn is being vain as always and wanting everything to himself, I've gotta talk to him about consuming every pretty thing around him and keeping it for himself. And Pluto has this complex about not being good enough, and I gotta talk him out of the low self-esteem and assure him that he IS a planet, no matter how much the others say otherwise.'

You make it easy.

I'd always thought love was difficult.

Insecure.

Painful.

Always regarded it with caution.

Kept a distance from the phenomena.

And strained myself from having feelings.

But then,

You came along.

And hell, you made it easy.

All it took was a look at your smiling face,

A glance into your eyes,

An exchange of words,

And I was falling in love.

You held me when I was falling,

You held me when I needed you to be there,

You held me close, so close, to your heart.

And I couldn't help but fall in love.

You stroked my cheek with your thumb,

And mumbled Words of affection.

You kissed the top of my head endearingly,

And told me how perfect I was.

You looked at me with that look of yours,

And declared that you loved me.

And before I knew it,

I was in love.

It was painless, comforting, easy.

It was also fun, exciting, and amazing.

It was perfect.

You made me fall for you, baby.