I do not want a love that will end up on a hazy couch, full of complaints and constant arguments. I do not want to end up with a boring, expected life. To have the same routine, to no longer feel close with my partner, as I used to. To forget that once he made me want to get up every morning, to spend another week away from him, just so that I could see him on the weekend. For all the nights we have spent together, to be replaced by boring afternoons and looks of disgust. For our craziest nights to be lost in time and represent a long-lost past. I do not want it, I do not want that, I do not want all this love to end up on Sunday moody tables, on nights in front of a TV, on fights for children, jobs, money. I do not want the routine, the life, to wear it down. I want it to stay the way it is now, forever.
thoughts by M., 16 years old