People say that people who mature early are prone to premature aging. So is love.
Love in the immature stage is nothing more than a tragedy if it is sown too early and matures too early.
He looked at the light in his hand.
He clenched his fists in a venting manner, and the light was still exposed through his fingers.
"Look, it can't be stopped..." He looked at the scattered stars in the sky outside and murmured, "For the first time, three years feels like such a long time."
He hummed softly the only Beatles song he could sing: "Wouldn't it be nice if we were older, then we wouldn't have to wait so long..."