I’ve been in love before.
I laugh now as I think about it.
How silly we acted.
Dreaming of our out of reach futures,
Pretending like we could define its outline.
Learning to forgive.
Learning how silly love is.
Because I was in love—
To the stars and above.
Danced around to silly songs.
But knowing deep down,
I was too young.
Basically a child.
And children don’t feel that way.
Children don’t kiss with seriousness.
Children don’t feel a love unless it’s silly.
So, all these years, I’ve shrugged it off
As just a simple, silly love.