growing up
Alright, here I am thinking about what is going to happen to my life, and where will I be in 1 year, 5 years, 10 years...when it hit me that growing up sucks. Not all kisses are magic, and most boys do not live up to your expectations, but there are those times when everything, I mean love, romance, relationships, it all falls together perfectly and it's incredible. It's those moments, no matter how depressingly few and far between, that make growing up worth it. I keep going back to those memories far back in my mind. Memories when a scraped knee, and a time out on the side walk during recess was my biggest fear. I wounder how people change. Today my biggest fears are far from the memories of elementary. Then, I look at the present. I look at my friends and relationships. It amazes me how a scraped knee third grader sitting on the side walk at recess, can be in High School and loving every minute of it because now, I realize that time flys..and those scraped knees should still be healing. But, deep inside of me I wonder what will come of the people I love and care about and the all the memories of us in High School. When the truth is, in time thats all we'll be to each other anyway, a population of memories, some wonderful and charming, some less so, but taken together, these memories help make us who we are and who we will be tomorrow.
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