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Falling in Love and Being Judge


Why would they judge me? Were they not in love too? They say I'm too young to fall in love; but, what is love if not at your youth, In moments where you are most out of place, in moments when you are so in love that your heart seems to pop out of your chest? Moments where you love someone so much it hurts. Why couldn't they feel the same way I do? I mean, you can drive at 16 and drink at 21, so who really knows that right time to fall in love or the right age? Love happens, it is inevitable. It can come as it can leave. Who said we have to miss this opportunity to fall in love, to emerge ourselves into someone's heart and to know that the person feels the way? But, they judge and they say that youngness means dumbness, which is to say that we would have sex and get ourselves or our loved ones pregnant. Love is trust, so why can't they trust us? Maybe if they did, we would be smart and would not betray them. With 7 million people in the world and all those souls, sometimes all you need is one, And who says that the one is not whom we love now?
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