I am in high school.
In every one of my English classes
I have been asked
If I believe love is real when we are young.
I have always said no.
I have always believed that love could not be real when you’re my age.
I have always said that you change too much and that love can’t be real if the people in love don’t know what it is.
I believed that people who said they were in love were in lust.
That is,
Until I met you.
And I’ve thought about it,
Whether I’m actually in love or not.
But I know I’m in love because
When you hurt I can feel it in my heart.
When you lie I can see it in your eyes.
When you smile, my soul brightens and my day automatically is made better.
When I think of you, I smile without even realizing it.
When someone asks me about you, I smile and say he’s good.  
When you tell me you love me, I can see it in your eyes, and I know you wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true.
Because that’s just who you are.
I know I love you because when I think you’re mad at me I cry.
Because the idea of you not wishing to speak to me hurts so much.
I know I love you because when you’re in pain, I cry.
Because I can feel it, in my own soul.
I know you don’t tell me everything.
Because you’re scared it will scare me away.
But I love all of you.
I love your broken pieces
And your whole pieces.
I love you when you’re angry.
I love you when your sad.
I love you when you’re happy.
I love you when you’re mad.
And I love you when tears drip down your cheeks,
Because I know that you’re just like me.
You never forget you’re first love
And I know I will never
Forget you.

I hope that’s not too much pressure.....