...September 19th isn't just a Saturday. It's the day we met. It's also the last day my heart belonged to myself. The 20th is when I showed up at your house. We kissed and I knew you were rolled and what you were feeling was an illusion but I fell for you anyway. I guess I just couldn't resist those beautiful eyes. I wanted them to look at me like that for real.

When was it real for you? When did you know that it wasn't just my power but me you wanted?