In the seventh grade

I thought I loved you.

I thought I wanted you.

I thought you were everything I needed to survive.

In the tenth grade

I thought I would marry you and live happily ever after.

I thought nothing could pull us apart.

I thought I needed you by my my side every step of the way.

But In college...

I realized you were just someone I wanted, but someone I didn't need in the long run.

( this literally just popped up in my head. not from experience lol. )