I loved you when I was 14, and you were worried that the Mayans may be right, and that the world might run out of time, right before my 15th birthday.
I loved you when I was 15, and I had to help you find my pulse in health class, and I wondered if you knew that it was beating for you.
I loved you when I was 16, and I made the decision to jumpstart my life early, and start working full time and graduating a year before all of my peers did, because nothing about ‘slowing down’ interested me.
I will love you at 18, when I walk down the isle on the arm of my dad, looking into your smiling face as you wait for me to take your last name and start our lives together.
I will love you when I turn 21, finally legal to drink, even though I will only get a little drunk and fall asleep in your safe arms that night.
I will love you when we see those two pink lines, the right answer to test I’ve failed up until that point because the time just wasn’t right, but now it is.
I will love you when the struggles never seem to end, with work and the kids and bills, and when life seems to be moving too fast and I feel like we’re missing everything that matters.
I will love you when our nest is empty, and our baby birds have flown away, and we can finally breathe and think about us again.
I will love you on our 40th anniversary, when we finally can go to the restaurant I’ve always wanted to go to, but we never could for one reason or another, and we will celebrate all the years we’ve been in love with a toast.
I will love you when I’m 89, and the color has faded from my hair and things aren’t what they once were, but I’ll still love you. And I’ll remember how you were worried the world would run out of time right before my 15th birthday.”
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"I hate my parents. I wish they would just die…" no.. Fuck YOU. Say that to someone who’s lost their family. I dare you. They are harsh and have rules because they love you. Respect that shit…