I've always wondered what it was like to fall in love.

Now I know.

I know how painful it is.

I know how happy it can make you.

I know it can tear you apart and make you hate yourself.

But I know it's worth it.

Being in love is the most amazing feeling in the world.

When I first met Nick, how was I supposed to know I'd fall in love with him?

We started off as friends.

I immediately had a crush on him. (For the record, I totally don't fall for guys easily.)

I can still remember the first time he told me he loved me.

I remember telling him I was in love with him.

I've cried so many times over this boy.

He's worth it, trust me.

He knows all the right things to say.

Here's the best part, he actually means what he says.

Why don't I treat him right?

Why is he still around?