Who do you think I love? Who says sweet little things like “You’re my BFF,” and “I wanna take you to Disney Land?” Who runs up and wraps her arms around me? Who sits on my lap and pulls my arms around her? How can you not fall in love with her? Duh! I just wish you could understand that love is love. That my love for her is no different from yours. I just experience it differently. I just desire that from her instead of people my own age. I wish you could understand that doesn’t make me a monster. I wish you could understand that I care deeply about her. That I’d give my life for her. That I’ll always put her best interests first. I wish you could understand this love that I feel.