i keep telling myself that 15 was too young to love
15 was just a boy who said i like you a lot and sometimes we'd kiss on the weekends
15 you opened my door, took me to dinner and we talked till the sun came up again
15 blue eyes, blue skies and so much more than just "i like you"
15 scared of love
16 we stargazed and talked and your curfew was midnight but we didn't mind getting in trouble
16 and you took me to your family party, i met your grandmother and she told me i was perfect for you
but 16 was too young for love, you told me so yourself
16 we cuddled in the backseat on the way home without your mom seeing and held hands under the blanket but not because we were cold
16 and it was love
16 but we didn't say anything
16 scared to lose you
15 first kiss
16 first love
17 dont do this

you said goodnight
i said goodbye
you said ill see you soon
i said i hope so

you texted me "hope you're doing well"
i didn't respond because i wasn't then
im not now
and i don't think i ever will be

its been a year, 2 months and 5 days
i haven't seen you
but i met another boy

he has blue eyes like yours,
but he's a little bit taller
and he doesn't open my door like you did

we cuddle,
but only when no ones around

and i think he says the same thing to every girl

i tried falling for him
but i can't seem to get 16 out of my head

15 hello
16 i love you
17 don't do this
18 goodbye

(this is cheesy and i haven't written in a while so sorry for whoever reads this)