Missing all the cracks in the pavements.
I just wanna go back. Far back. Not to start over and make other choices but to remember what it felt like to be a different person. I don't know what happened to me. I don't remember when I lost my youth. And this happened before I began this relationship. Orlando changed me. Yes I matured, which is good. But I lost a lot of innocence. All of a sudden I became too good to go out dancing and make friends. I lost the ability to make friends and it's scary. With all of my heart I want to stare at the corner of the wall at Art Bar and dance my ass off all night long like it's nobody's business.