I Know

Another poem about this guy...

What do I know?

I'm not old enough

to know what Love is.

I know he's the only

one I think about.

I know I would 

do anything for him.

I know he doesn't

feel the same way.

I know I could let

him go, if he wanted.

I know I would be

right there, if he needed me.

I know I love him with everything I have.

Who are you to tell me I don't?

Author's Note

I kinda wrote this because everyone says teenagers don't know what love is. And I get that on a certain level. These are just my feelings. So, with that aside, what do you think?