Then we agree to suffer in our love-stricken states in silence together? Giving each other fleeting glances on the streets full of longing but always keeping our hands to ourselves. Standing awkwardly in elevators full of teenage hormones bursting at the seams, begging us to rut against each other like nature driven rabbits.

It will be tough, but we can do it. For each other.

[[You just jumped up to number one favorite boy to tease and torture.]]