young love is a loss or a lesson

I'm seeing you tomorrow

am I excited or scared?

I like the way you touch me

and how you pull on my hair

but I'm not sure I really like

how it all feels fake

though it feels really real

in a weird type of way

and yeah, I'll meet your mom

and I'll teach you how to skate

and you'll kiss me on my neck

and ask about my day

on surface level you're perfect

the problem may be me

I'm scared to get too close

but I don't want to seem mean

so, I'll smile till it passes

be happy to be here

and keep on repeating to you

"I'm all right my dear"

because the red that's plastered on my face

is nothing short of real

and I promise I'm not lying

about how you make me feel

I'm just a little bit scared

of myself to say the least

but I think that you are the one

but I'm scared that it's just me