You're 11 years old and while at your friends house, you both are sitting on the couch while listening to her older sister share stories from when she was in highschool. She tells the story about how she had her first boyfriend at age 15, and how thats when she experienced heartbreak. She jokingly tells you two to stay away from boys, warning you specifically about the pretty ones who are troublemakers, because you'll fall in love and your heart will break
You're 15 now and you're sitting on the roof of your friends house. Sneaking up here with her during the summer to watch the sun begin to set has become one of your favorite things.
Warm golden sunlight is shining down on her, it sort of illuminates her features and it makes her eyes shine a little brighter, and you're looking at her lips and then you realize you've stared at her for longer than you should have. You stared longer than what would be considered appropriate. She stared back at you just the same.
She smiles at you, making your heart skip a beat because she looks so angelic and in that moment you felt your entire body ache with what you can only describe as longing.
  They told you about the pretty boys who cause trouble and they warned you about how they would break your heart.
But they didnt tell you about the pretty girls with messy black hair and brown eyes that shine golden in the sunlight. They didn't warn you about how you would stay up at night wishing to hold her in your arms, knowing you couldn't because you knew she was in love with a boy