You.

Dear...You,

I am only seventeen years old but yet I am thinking of

You.

I think I know exactly what I want but really I am clueless,

I fantasize and I dream about what it must be like.

I am not even an adult yet but still I am thinking of

You.

I am surrounded by girls so far ahead of me,

Even people my age who know what it feels like.

I have not even had my first kiss yet but still I think about

You.

I read about it in books and I see it in movies,

I am constantly surrounded by it and I want it for myself.

I have not even graduated high school yet but I can’t seem to get my mind off of

You.

I know it is out there somewhere,

It is so close I can taste it.

I do not know what being in love feels like yet but I do know that I want it with

You.

I do not know who you are,

I do not know what you look like,

I do not know where you are from,

I do not know where I will meet you,

And I do not know if I already have.

But I do know

That I am going to fall in love with

You...

That I am going to hold on to

You,

And never let go.

I do not know what my future holds but somehow I cannot stop thinking about

You

At just seventeen years old.

Sincerely...

Me.