The clichés given to young love make me angry. There is no age for love. Love is a feeling that knows no boundaries. You don’t wake up on your 18th birthday and think right I’m old enough to drink smoke and love. Anyone can love. And I loved. In fact, I still do love. I love and I hurt and I cry and I wish for change. Ross is my entire world. I’d do absolutely anything for that boy, except let go. I’ve never been treated so well by someone. Our relationship was the kind you see on twitter ad tumblr. I’ve never had such […]
