Do not tell me that what I feel is fake
Do not tell me I am too young
Do not tell me I cannot feel what I feel
Do not tell me that I do not understand
When it is you who will not listen
You do not understand me
You do not understand why I would love him
But you do not need to understand why I do
For it is I that loves him and not you
You think all teenagers fall in love and it could not be real
You think I cannot love him because I am too young
But mother, I love you
I love my best friend who is like a sister to me
I love the way the sun feels on my skin during an autumn day
I love sitting on the beach staring at the waves under a full moon
I love the kitten I handpicked from a litter down the road
Why can I love all these things but not him?
How can I be too young to love him?
How can I be too young to love?
When did the feeling of love come with an age that I had to reach?
I think that adults forget that they too were once young and in love
Perhaps that is why they say this
Did your love not work out for you?
Do you think that because it did not work out for you it would not work out for me?
It has been three years now
Am I old enough to understand love?
Am I capable of love now that I am in my twenties?
You may think that I did not love that boy
But I can still say to this day that I did
I may no longer love him but at one point I did
I did learn something from this though
You can love someone no matter your age
You can love someone that does not love you
You can stop loving people
People will show that they love you differently than you do
You can fall in love with a million little things
You can and may love a lot of different people throughout life
Never let someone tell you what you feel is fake
Because your feelings are your own