I realise it was you, who held me under.

This is all I know now.
It’s nothing strange, nothing embarrassing, nothing to be cautious about.
It’s love, it’s my love.

It’s scary, exhilarating,  anticipated, over-whelming.
It’s ‘true’ love.
The most a sixteen year old can imagine.

I wonder what’s in store for us.

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