Then I believe I've found my age.
It's time, my dear, to tell the truth,
I'll only take about a page.
Your mouth is crooked when you smile,
Your personality does it shine.
I love everything about you,
But I wish that you were mine.


If I'm too young to know "I love you,"
Then I believe I've found my age. Okay, so I get what you're saying but I don't quite get what you're saying, the way it's written. I like the idea a lot though, I think it just needs tweaking. It just doesn't quite make sense to me, although maybe it's just the fact that my brain's fried from studying.
Your mouth is crooked when you smile;
Your personality, does it shine.
I love everything about you,
But I wish that you were mine. A little cliche, which is hard to dodge in pretty much anything romance-related. I feel like this shouldn't have been how it ended, just because it wasn't a strong enough finalization.