for you You feel like sunshine at twilight and I can’t wait to spend our twilight— but I’m too small to burn, Too young to think about when the sun sets, Just tall enough to love you, just bright enough to know what that means. It was all yellow, but let’s not be precise for I’ve just learned to speak my mind— But you see who I am, the past couldn’t hold a candle to you in my present, And your face glows with an energy I want to soak in forever. Forever is not for us, now, though our parents chose forever at nineteen and have felt thirty moons go by. Is this the harsh blush of youth, or is this real light we warm ourselves by? You feel it, I know it, But you shan’t tell anyone else of how I burn for you.