I fell in love with you when I was 13. I guess It was the thought of you. You were the universe on a pinpoint. You were everything and anything. Every eyelash fallen, every dandelion blown with the same wish. Love me, find me, be mine. I don't know exactly how the idea came to me. I was a romantic, poetic, and clueless. I couldn't help it. There were to many movies and books replaying scenes in my head. Too many hopeless love stories and happy ever afters that had been promised to me. I knew who you were. I could recognize you anywhere. I was yours and you were mine. I was young, unafraid, and in love. I fell in love at 13.