And I love her...

I'm a love-sick fool. Yet there is this one woman at swing that I know, and she is beautiful.
She's 21, black hair and a hilarious sense of humor. I like her, alot... but, she's too old for me. Makes me sad, that I'm more mature than way too many people at my school. And he only mature people that I find are in their early twenties... I am sad, lonley... and love-sick.
I like her alot, she allows me to flirt. We're getting to know each other real well. I can't emphasize enough how much I feel. My imagination and emotions blended together like a mania waterfall in a blender. I'm going insane again. I feel... Heaviness in my heart, that I am just too young. I want to be 20. Now.

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