Younger love.

When I was younger

 I fell in love.

I didn't know how intricate 

 That battlefield could get...

And

I never imagined 

 The pain that comes with heartbreak...

It is quite possibly the one thing I will never forget. 

And

I remember learning her name.

 The feeling that came

With learning that she was feeling the same.

Before we ever knew the heat that came with the flames.

When all we knew was infatuation

 So far from disdain. 

Of course, this wasn't love in all actuality 

 But I distinctly remember the feeling of losing gravity,

Me teetering on depravity...

 Emotions I couldn't comprehend

Pushing me towards a rhapsody.

And

When I was younger,

 Love was an adventure.

But I didn't understand

 How deep that sea could be...

I never would have thought

 Of the word "Indentured" 

When I threw out my beacon

So that you could discover me. 

Before my first break-up.

Before you started wearing makeup.

 Before puberty rushed in,

 An emotional shake-up...

Back when coffee came in styrofoam,

 No fancy Starbucks or K-cups.

Back when love was my caffeine...

Now I struggle to wake up. 

When I was younger

 Love felt different.

It came with ease

 AND without fear.

 These days, 

 I tend to shy away

I'd rather avoid the wasted tears.