He is.

Theres this boy,
about my age,
maybe its love,
maybe its a stage.

hes on my mind,
twenty-four seven,
when I'm with him,
it feels like heaven.

I'm not being naive,
this is how i feel,
i cant believe,
all of this is real.

when he kisses me,
it feels like perfection,
all i want to give him,
is love and affection.

I'd die without him,
here to stay,
I'd kill to see him,
day after day.

he's the only thing,
i want and need,
he's the perfect boy,
yes, indeed.