Love Letters to the World

I love you. Do you love me?

Young love.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

The ga-ga look that I know is on my face as I watch him do simple things.

The desire to be with someone, just to be with them.

 Even watching him carry out his daily life feels special.

Love is tricky.

Love is hard.

Love hurts.

But god, have you ever seen the dimple in his chin?

To be with someone and laugh,

Not because what they said is funny,

But because you're happy to be with them.

When we're next to each other and I can't help the smile that creeps its way onto my face.

How our friends riot when we're together.

"What's going on between you two?" they joke.

But I'm curious;

What is going on between us?

The smiles,

Secret glances we steal from across the room,

Labeled under the disguise of: "we're just friends".

Is that enough for me?

Is it selfish of me to want more?

God, I want more.

Don't you?

Maybe one day I'll move on.

Maybe one day we'll both fall in love with other people.

Or maybe, one day, I'll know.

But for now, 

I'll be young,

Dumb,

and

In love.