True Love
Young love,
That's what they call it.
Cute couple,
That's what they say.
Sweet boy,
Nice girl...
That's all there is,
That's All they see
But it's not.
It's more.
Oh, so, much, More.
It's beautiful,
amazing.
Just look at us as us!
Not as the teenagers,
You believe we can only be.
We are more than that, oh how stupid some people can be, we are not just teens in their own phase of 'young love'- No, we are the ones that found each other early- I found my love early not later, I found him sooner then others find love- I found a true love, not a fake someone that claims he is the last chance you have, not a damn man that would help you Fall and Drop you there- I found a guy that treats me better than I deserve better than anyone ever could.
I found my love,
My True Love!
And I am not letting go.
No matter what you say.
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