Must you strike me now? Must you hypnotize me into becoming so fascinated by his eyes? You turn friends, or even the boy behind me in English class, into participants in a confused, muddly relationship that flirts past amity.
I must not get hurt; I musn't tell! I may call you my biggest secret, but you shine through like a dark umbra. They can tell you lurk near, but I wish that you would go far, far away. I'm only seventeen, after all; I have the rest of my life for this!
Come again when I'm older, okay?