8.27.2013
i dont want to
We grew up and lives change. I don't want to grow up anymore. I want to go back to the time where we walked around Pike Place, not being embarrassed to be with a parent. I miss everything how it was. Your time with braces have come since that first picture but it has already left. I've gotten glasses. I was one or two inches taller. You've caught up to me in height. But you gained all that through your legs, whereas I grew through my torso. We still part our hair opposite ways, the ways we did in the first photo. We were only little kids. We didn't know how the world works yet. We didn't know the things we know now. All those years we wished we were older, we wished to be teenagers. We're teenagers now, spending our lonely nights on the computer. Commenting on our fake friends Instagram photos. Scrolling through friends pictures on Facebook of the parties they go to, that we weren't invited to. We thought that growing up would mean being at the parties and being in the pictures.
I guess we're just going to keep getting older. We'll go through another year of school. Have another summer that we have high expectations for. Get our licenses soon.
I'll see you around.
{One day you're 17 and you're planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday, and this is your life.}
love, savannah
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