Young , dumb

He was perfect.

He was the light to my fire, the brilliance that sparked my world, the rose that added beauty to my life. He illuminated my world.

Although, I was still too young to feel the way I did over this boy. There was no part of me that thought of the ramifications that came with loving someone this much— at so young.

I felt complicated—to the climax where I felt too abnormal to be loved by someone. It seemed like it was too much to ask for. I was asking too much~

Then when I found you... no, when you found me—it was like the world finally made sense.

I granted a wish, and an angel sent you down from heaven.

I manifested you, and my visualisation brought you into the reality of my perception.

Sometimes when I look back at the times he brought me comfort, awe, and love.

I was still too young.

At times, age drifts through the recesses of your mind like a forgotten breeze, leaving traces of its passage.

I may have been too young to feel the need for love even when I wanted so much to be loved.

I entered into a strange position where I was 'too ready' to commit the love I asked for~