Eighteen

He is only eighteen
And that makes me feel old
Makes me feel good
Makes me feel wrong
But he is only eighteen
And has a whole life ahead
And it is a problem instead
We are near and far apart
Is he really eighteen
Or is he lying to me?
Because he seems older
And makes me feel younger
What are you but an angel to me?
What are you but my overwhelming heartbeat?

To Guto: my friend, my little piece of heaven.