Age is relative

It can be an experience like licking your sticky fingers after eating a popsicle that melted before it could be consumed

It can be an emotion like the excitement of waiting to see what Santa brought you, the belief that even though you never saw him he was real

But in highschool age comes with a checklist

Have you had your first kiss, your first boyfriend, how far did you go

And if you don’t have the answers your faced with why not? Is he bad looking? Are you waiting for marriage? Or worse people assume for you

_She’s to much of a prude_

_I heard she’s saving herself for her ex_

_I heard she’s to _scared

And then there’s you

It was so random

You joking about how you thought I was pretty

Which turned into me joking about how you should take me out

Then next thing I know I see you waiting for me at the froyo place

There’s nowhere to go,nothing to do

So we sat at the bus stop

It had stopped running hours ago

But we just sat there at what you would call our bus stop date and it was perfect.

Age is knowing when something’s right, age is knowing what someone wants you for

But it’s like I was young again, no barriers or shields to protect me

Just me, vulnerable me

I would find out the next day that you had finished your checklist and asked if I had finsihed mine

I say no

Even though the date today was perfect,

A real movie, then lunch, then bowling

Even though I loved hanging out with you it was still at the top of my mind,

You want me to finish my checklist

You wouldn’t ever force me, I know that

You’re extra careful because you know what my last lover did

But I know you want it,

Want to have helped me check off my last box

I don’t want to

Not yet

But he left for that and I’m so scared you will to.

I never understood why age mattered so much

But with you now I do

Because even though we’re on the same page I’ll always want your approval

After all I am younger