• I never thought about loving a boy back when i was thirteen.
    The only thing i loved was books.
    Books and my father.

    I thought about loving a boy.
    I read about girls loving boys and boys loving girls.
    Then i became fourteen.
    Everything changed.
    I started feeling different about boys.

    I used to always think boys were just there to annoy us girls.
    To call us names, pull on our hair, step on our feet, and trip us.
    But no.
    Boys were here for a different reason.
    They were here for us to love.
    Boys were there so we can be warm.
    To be comforted.
    To be held.
    To be loved.

    I used to never think about loving boys.
    Until one loved me.