I have this feeling. Its so strong. It crosses my mind every day, at least three times. But what is it? I kept thinking, could I be in love? I’m too young, and I don’t know what love feels like. I keep telling myself it’s probably just stupid feelings I have, then again, how do you classify something as stupid, when you’ve never experienced this, such strong emotion toward one person? I would do anything for him, anything to keep that big smile on his face. From cheek to cheek, he always lights up my day. That text a minute after he drops me off, still gives me butterflies. The excitement I get before he comes over, and the moment I find sweat on my palms before meeting his mother makes his presence so important. He makes me crazy at times, but yet, I stick by his side- doing anything he asks, because I love making him happy. At summers end, I don’t know what I’ll do. Will I know what love is? Will I finally be able to define my feelings? I guess I won’t know until that last warm week we have to spend together, but I’m too scared to tell him now and I’m trapped in my own feelings, with no way to escape.