Young Poem by Brandie Mejia

they say im to young to understand love,
then why when i look at you i feel like im the only one in the world,
when you hold me do i feel as fragile as glass,
why when you kiss me do i feel like birds have burst free from my chest,
they say im to young to understand heart break
then why when i left did i cry like a child and hate my father like the devil,
why dose your face appear i my dreams?
and why dose you voice sound in the dark?
soon they'll understand im not to young to love.