I won't be a love-struck teen. I won't swoon and cry and live in a castle of jealousy. I don't want to be that girl, who's always obsessing over the boy. Because, hey, no matter how long this lasts, it's fine. Great. I can be happy while it does. And someday I might be crying over a bowl of ice cream...but for now I'll just smile when I hear his name.
