It's staying up late for each other & barely staying awake in class the next day.
It's passing each other between classes & stopping to say HI ,but ending running
to your next class right before the bell rings. It's going to the mall, wandering around
hand in hand, with a silence that's comfortable. It's watching a movie in the theaters with
his arm slowly creeping onto your shoulders & you resting your head in his arms. It's
walking around at night, for no reason at all; his chest , her head, looking at the stars.
It's uncertainty of how long it will last, a risk you're both willing to take, even if it
means you'll have a broken heart. It's not yet true love, not like, nor lust, nor infatuation.
It's teenage love, here to stay , here to play with our hears & never to go away...