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The trouble with being young and in love is that you've got far too little time.
I know it must sound contradictory to the common phrase, "Oh, you're so young—you've got plenty of time." In fact, it's quite the opposite. You see, teenagers... Well... Adults expect us to act like adults, yet they treat us like children. I mean, what sort of sick madness is that? Do your homework, be responsible, take out the trash, wash the dishes, get a job, get an internship, learn to drive, learn to cook, learn to clean, learn to sew, learn to care for yourself... But don't grow up too fast, don't crash the car, don't get any crazy ideas, don't you dare swear, don't you dare drink, don't you dare smoke, don't you dare do drugs, don't you dare have sex, don't even think about falling in love... Unless it's innocent and pointless or you plan on spending the rest of your life with them.
I mean, the mere concept of adolescence is horrifying enough, let alone having old people breathe down your neck, analyzing your every move. It's stressful! It really is!
Especially because these very same adults claim "puppy love" is normal, but "true love" is obsessive, and we should steer clear of it at all costs. They don't want you thinking about marriage, they don't want you thinking about babies, they don't want you to even fantasize what it would be like to wake up next to your favorite person every morning. Because they're afraid you'll fall into some sort of death trap.
Now, I agree, there's a time and place for everything and truth be told, some realities we are simply too young for. However, I strongly believe that kids will be kids and we need to experience certain things on our own.
You see, the trouble with being young and in love is that you've got far too little time.
Between school and clubs and jobs and responsibilities, any free time you have left is meticulously and precisely calculated by the adults. Sure, they'll act like they care and they'll pretend that every moment you spend with your significant other is so stupidly precious that it'll last forever.
Except they really don't believe any of that crap. All they really want to do is make sure you're not holding hands too tight and that no one ends up pregnant or with premature emotional abuse. They want to save you from all those real world problems by shielding you from potential threats. But in doing so, they steal all those stupid precious moments from you.
All those lingering hugs, all those peppered kisses, all those oddly comfortable silences, all those fingers intertwined, all those stares when you're not looking, all those secret giggles, and inside jokes, and blissful naps, and hair combing, and back scratching, and foot rubbing, and tongue teasing, and side tickling, and heart beating... It's all stolen away because we've just got too little time.
God forbid you start thinking they're the one.
God forbid you begin to believe you met the right person at the wrong time.
God forbid you dwindle into heartache from realization.
Some things are just too good to be true.
So you see, I understand why the adults decide it's best to protect us from all this confusion. But it doesn't make it fair. Love isn't fair at all. It's fucking magnificent if you let it. But it can crush your soul, just as well.
The trouble with being young and in love is that it's complicated.
Simple as that.
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