its staying up late for each other&BARELY staying awake in class the next day. its passing each other between classes&stopping to say hi, but ending up running to your next class right before the bell rings. its going to the mall, wandering around hand in hand, with a silence thats comfortable. its watching a movie in the theaters with his arm slowly creeping onto your shoulders&you resting your head in his arms. its walking around at night, for no reason at all—his chest, her head, looking at the stars. its uncertainty of how long it will last, a risk you’re both willing to take, even if it means you’ll have a broken heart. its not yet true love, not like, nor lust, nor infatuation. its teenage love, here to stay, here to play with our hearts&never go away.
why the hell did i type this? hmmm, reality check…still havent been in love yet !!