Dazed

This is... Kind of based on a true story.

Oh Elijah, my sweet Elijah. 

You've put me in a trance. 

A trance of love, of desire, of you. 

But you are 18 and I am 13, therefor, I am crazy. 

Yet all those sweet things that you said about me, how I was fun, beautiful, phenomenal. 

You see things in me that I do not see in myself. 

Is that what love is? 

I don't know, for the bitter-sweet, abstract idea of love is still out of my grasp. 

However, when I see you, I think that I have reached it. 

Is that insane? 

Are the cliches true?

Is age nothing but a number and is it sane for two people such as us to be together at such an age difference? 

It is acceptable to see a 21-year-old and a 26-year-old together, and that is the same age difference. 

So am I crazy? 

Am I insane? 

I like you Elijah, a lot. 

So is that all that matters? 

That we both like each other? 

Or does age cast a wall between us? 

Alas, I do not know. 

Love is nothing but a daydream anyways. 

And my liking of you feels like love to me, so I guess I love you. 

Or maybe I'm just dazed.

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