Dear U 16

Dear U.
Mature. What is that really? I mean who can mature if one does not ever get the possibility to experience that which you wish to mature in. If you never experience love for example. Then how can you ever be mature about it. I do envy all those people who seems to fall in love once a year. Or well. It can't possibly be real love then I guess. Just intrest or something. But still, these people do get mature and responsible in a relationship. I know I'm not. I wish I was. I wish I was confident and easy going. But I know all to well that I have no clue. If I met you the only thing I would do is to scare you away. That or not talk at all. But I do wish to talk to you. I wish to tell you absolutely everything. The good and the bad, without having to fear that you will turn away from me. And still I am scared. Scared to meet you. Scared not to. Scared to not be enough. Terrified that I won't realise it is you. You who will turn my world upside down and still make me feel safe. Who will make me laugh and cry. You who will be my moon my stars and my sun. Whoever you are.
Sweet dreams Dear U...