searching for somthing new, i come apon a few old memories...
So much has changed. the smallest things show drastic difference.
handwritting, dress, boys, hobbies, music. all have changed so much, and yet i feel like the same crazy, free-spirited girl i once was.
toys may have changed, but im still the same. we still play the sae silly games. kiss the same silly boys. gossip about the same silly girls. sing the same silly songs...
make the same silly mistakes, learn the samme lessons, only making new memories.
becoming better people. older people. new people. with the same crazy free-spirit.
new friendships blossom, some die out, a few stay strong. relationships get new drama, new happiness. a few stay strong. as we grow we learn. all that life throws at us...
we must remember us.
our inner master of wisdom, our inner free-spirit, the younger us.
to keep us strong, to keep us brave against monsters and the dark. fun when we're down. silly when we're to serious. and carefree in lifes small problems.
everything that seemed so trivial at the time now seems so small.
enjoy the small things, forget the big stuff. and truley live one day at a time.
but dont forget to look back. we were in such a hurry to grow up. now look at us...we got our wish. what were we so excited about?
~MeaghanALMA~ AR<//3