What I hate most is when people say that a child does not know what love is, as if love was some mysterious concept that is only understood when entering adulthood. Although I wouldn't be caught dead saying that I love someone, it doesn't mean I don't experience it.
Because there's always the small crushes, the people that you begin to babble unintelligibly around, or maybe just shut up as to not say anything stupid. And there is always the people that make you blush, the people that make you suddenly shy.
And there's always that one person. The only one that somehow stayed with you for many years, the one that you drew near to. The one that makes you cry out of jealously, the one you can't stop thinking about, the one you don't want to stop thinking about.
So, the next person to say that love is too complicated for someone so young to understand is incredibly wrong. Because love has many interpretations, the people that think no one else understands it actually do not understand it themselves.
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