Stupid silly love, staring at my shoes and laughing, feeling the blush creep up to my face.
Stupid silly love, talking on the phone late at night with our voices at a whisper.
Stupid silly love, hearing our voices echo through the tunnels of life, kicking at rocks like we used to when we were kids, climbing up hills just to see the view from the top.
Stupid silly love, remembering the sights and the sounds and the breeze in the air.
It feels like we’re finally the young people we really were this whole time.
Stupid silly love, holding hands at the beach, watching the waves crash in and roll out, wondering how long this stupid silly love will last.