i'm too young to feel love.
i've always been told that, and i sorta believe it.
but, i think i could love you.

i'm an idiot when it comes to you.
my stomach gets fluttery,
and my heart pounds,
but i just have an urge to be
domestic?

i want to wake up with you, and hold you while you sleepily say good morning.
i want you to lean on me when we watch movies,
and giggle at my quirks and stupid antics.

then, the reason i mentioned love?
apparently i'm too young for heartbreak,
but this sure as hell feels like it.

i let you go, hoping that you'd come back.

i hope you're happy though, wherever you are.