What I Know

Reflection of my private thoughts on love

I am young and inexperienced
But this I know of love
To be brought to smile and cry at the same time
For every grievance I have to be reflected back on my own actions
Justifying everything she does and making all the error my own
I want to be mature for her
Knowing right away the time and place for my words and deeds
In her presence I forget all my planning
Making every little mistake
And having them all pile upon me

I forget all my worries around her
I never remember to voice these things
When she is not here I remember them all
And my heart becomes heavy again