I knew the moment she walked into World Religions and sat down diagonally from me, that she wasn’t just any ordinary girl crush. Everyday, I wanted to learn something new about her. I felt completely drawn to her. I remember during English, she sat directly in front of me, and we would try so hard not to stare at each other. We barely said a single word to each other in that class. It was World Religions where I believe we let our feelings run wild. Whenever there was a chance to lay down in class and watch a movie, we would be laying right next to each other, close enough where I could smell her Victoria’s Secret perfume and a hint of smoke from her grandparent’s house. And that smell became my favorite scent. It was around November of 2008 where we started texting/calling each other everyday and I got a sense of who she really was. We became best friends, but I knew I never felt this way about any of my best friends. The thing with me, whenever I have a girl crush, I just need one kiss from her and I’m good to go. It didn’t work that way with Malina. She spent the night, we kissed, and I thought that I was good…but I still didn’t have enough. We spent every single day with each other, progressing in our relationship, falling deeper and deeper in love. In my eyes, our love was something different. That we had true love. That we were so in love, that nothing would stop us. Malina built my love for her so high, that even after she has given me every reason to fall out of love with her, something couldn’t pull me away. It takes more than loving the idea of being in love. It’s about fully giving all of your love to someone, knowing that in the end, you did it to show that person that no one else can give him/her the same love.