Love was young,
so were we.
Love had no definition,
but we knew it was love.
Love so deep,
love so pristine.
I HATE WHEN IM WRITING AND MY BRAIN EDITS THE WORDS BEFORE I GET TO PUT THEM DOWN.
THE REFLECTION NEVER REALLY LOOKS LIKE ME.
ITS SOME WEIRD PERFECT NEAR DOPPLEGANGER WITH A SLIMMER BUILD, SMALLER NOSE, LESS FRECKLES (Who am I kidding?) MORE FRECKLES, PATIENCE, THE ANSWERS, LESS ANXIETY, MORE…
I knew I have always been different ever since I was little. I refused to follow the crowd, I don’t copy what people would usually say instead make a version of my own. I don’t like being told to do this and that when I myself have found a new way of doing it. I am stubborn and I like it. Thank you very much. Hahaha.