It's staying up late for eachother and barely staying awake in class the next day. It's passing each other between classes and stopping to say Hi but end up running to class right before the bel 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 wit his arm slowly creeping onto your shoulder & 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 play with our hearts & never go away
*stand around idly for three minutes*
"SHIT THE BELL." *quick kiss. walk away blushing*
As you walk away and think... I love You.
This is teenage love...