I want to tell you exactly how I feel about him. I want to tell you that he has not left my mind for over seven months. I want to tell you about the car ride that made me fall for him. I want to tell you how it feels when we hold hands or he looks at me with those pacific blue eyes with that hint of yellow on the right eye. I want to tell you about our first kiss and the first time he said he loved me. I want to tell you how I felt on the night we slow dance or we smoke a cigar on top of that hill. I want you to know how it feels to have a best friend who I can talk to about my fears and dreams and who looks at me with so much hope. I want you to know how it feels each and every moment I spend with him. I want you to feel everything I feel and then you tell me if its teenage love. Because it is love and I believe love is just love no matter if you are 17 or 86.
by stealaheart