Who Are They

I told them we would last and they laughed. 

So I told a lie and said that we were just teenagers  and that I was expecting us to end up breaking us soon.

And they told me I was mature for my age. 

Who are they to say that we won't last? 

Who are they to say that we won't keep getting closer? 

They tell me that if we are left unsupervised we will "do the dirty" even though both of us want to wait until marriage .

Who are they to say what we will do?

Who are they to pass judgment on us? 

Who are they anyway?

 

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