I’ve always believed in love, and i’ve even told people i’ve loved them more times than I can count.

This love is different.

I can’t get you off my mind, and when we’re apart i’m not complete. I care about your happiness far more than my own. 

Noone understands.

It’s frustrating; I want to shout my love for you off the tops of mountains. Hear it echoing through the exhausted and warped communities below.  I love you so much that I don’t need anyone else. I’m setting my self up for disaster by seperating myself from my friends.  But i’m realizing that you are the only person that is worth my time.

I’m selfish.

I want you all to myself. Your brown eyes, Your kisses, Your embrace. You’re so damn perfect.

It’s love.

Because i’m certain that you feel the same way. We’ve exchanged hearts. Every single emotion that I feel towards you, you feel towards me. You spoil me with effortless devotion and emotions.

 And although young, I am certain.