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2006-01-25 - 11:49 p.m. My mom asked me stop growing up today, and I wished that I could do as she asked. Things used to be so short term, no beginnings or endings any where in sight. Now before you even realize they can, people talk about time and break your heart. And you can't even grudge them that, you can't even be angry at them or yourself, because you're just so grown up. You know that things mend, that people find different paths and self pity will only bore you after a while. You know that there is no point in feeling sorry forever, and things change so fast that you're bound to do or say something stupid anyways. You know, comparitivly speaking, your life is good, its even beautiful, and there's probably even a God if you look at the sky for long enough. But you're not grown up enough to stop loving butterflies in your stomach, or to stop wanting someone to rest your head against, just for a few more minutes. |
