At 19

I say up at night writing you love letters . Some of these you will never read. So I can't blame you for not knowing. Not know how I feel. But I can't blame you. Even if you knew it can't change the fact that you are a 19 year old teenage boy. You know no attachment, know not to ,know not ,don't know, you don't know how to just love one person. I don't want to be greedy but I don't want to share you. Yes I am that five year old that keep all the toys to herself. Your too valuable to share since you, since me, since we can easily be broken. Young and naive. The old clichés. But I ask you how old do you have to be to have someone entangled in you so much that he is in every breath that you breath . It happened to me at 17. Yours has yet to happen at 19.