like a teenager

I remeber those days you dissapeared from town.

I remember thinking it was not normal feeling the way I felt when you returned. 

Angry and sad and happy and a bit relieved to see you at the same time 

Relieved I see you again, and gelous, like a teenager. And feeling unfit for it.

I was not entitled to feel it. But my heart has no rules. Has no social guidelines. It just is. 

If I would try to make her be some other way 

she would make me hush

I am too big for your norms to hold me 

so don't ever try it again.