YOUNG HEARTS AREN’T supposed to break severely.
I always tell myself not to give my all for love, because it will be my tragedy at the end of the day. My parents never told me anything about navigating the most complex of all human emotions. But all they did say to me was: Don’t get into relationships not until you are finally a college graduate. But my heart didn’t ever say “yes” rather it asked “why” to which they haven’t given me any direct answers. They just tell me that it will distract me from my studies.
I had questions inside my head as I turned seventeen. I’ll be turning eighteen this year and I guess I would understand why my parents almost despise the idea that I will fall in love with a guy at this young age. How the hell would I know that love would strip me of my rational
