Going back to childhood memories of yours sincerely, (me).

I know I’ve had rough times, and I can’t explain myself. I went through difficult times, I went through things I did not believe existed. Moments I badly want right now, moments I fell in love. When we moved, I transferred to a new school. The trauma of this made me insecure but for every bad situation, there is always one consoling figure and she was the one.

Can I call it love? The first moment I saw her, it was like electric sparking. The feeling was so high, I couldn’t believe it was happening to a seven year old boy like me. When we made our first eye contact, you smiled back at me, a smile that had no definition in any dictionary. I thought we were too young for love, but this brings up this question often, is this love or lust?