It's painful...
really painful.. how much I love the person I'm becoming..
I'm not the same any more.
It's painful...
I grew up..
Every thing seemed to go by so much slower back then..
I miss the old me..
so it pains me how much I love my new self..
I'd never go back, not now..
But what happened to yesterday?
Where did it go...?
I can't find it anymore.
And I miss the people we used to be.
And sometimes I wonder, are we even that us anymore?
No, we're different people... and that's good.
As long as we remember. < 3
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Poems and Feelings
PoetryJust some little things that come to me when I'm feeling upset, happy, mad, or just plain old sappy. This is for all the lovely misunderstood people out there, everyone has reasons and everyone is strong, ya know why, because we're amazing, don't fo...
