What if I told you that the most incredible love story in the world wasn’t The Notebook? It’s beyond anything Nicholas Sparks could fathom.

A story that keeps adding chapters to it. Chapters that you never could have guessed. Chapters that you hope to continue to develop.

I think about this story all the time. I can’t get it out of my head. I play a song, and boom, I think about how this would sound great when they make the movie.

Now I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place because I can’t make up my mind.

Do I write out the rest of the story?

Or just live it and see what happens?

Do I risk it being the greatest love story that never happened?