I realized while walking down the street, and we we're holding hands, that my feelings for you were more than true, That when I told you I loved you, I meant I was in love with you, I may be fifteen and you a little younger, but these feelings I have are stronger than any other, When I figured this out I became a little scared, Scared I would do something stupid, Scared you didn't feel the same, That maybe it wasn't as great as I made it seem, but then you told me that you loved me to, That you were scared the same way, and that we were gunna be okay, so then I left with a smile, and I know I'm going to be with her for a while...