The heartbeat of a teenager is like the marbles in a bottle of strawberry-flavored pop pop exploding in the heart. It is a secret love with heart palpitations... It is an inadvertent look back; it is the smile that can heal your day; it is the love that you dare not say out loud; it is the two candies... Tightly held in the palms of your left and right hands...
Are you looking forward to meeting the light? When I met the light of dawn, my own light, that was the first time he held my hand. His palm was as hot as my heart.
Purpose: Youth: Looking for your own light