I miss the life which once was.
Remember how when you were younger ice-cream always could make you feel better, it was the sweetest thing, even sweeter than lollies. Or how a kiss from a loved one would automatically cure the pain of a skinned knee quicker then any antiseptic ever could? Or how about how sleep was amazing if it was in the arms of your mother. I remember taking walks with my mother, and how everything would amaze me. The world was beautiful then with all its pinks and blues and greens. I would admire stray dogs and abandoned newspapers and the ladies who would get dolled up for a lover and such. I once asked mum if i could have one, they looked like dolls, she smiled and said no. I remember how waking up in the mornings was the only reason i slept at night, because it was in the mornings that i could jump out of bed, and sit infront of the tv eating my bowl of cornflakes and watching cartoons. It was in the mornings that i could run outside with lime green shorts and not care about how i looked. It was then i could play with friends, and our imaginations would always invent us some kind of crazy game. It was then i was fully content. I wish i was young again, 17 seems too old for me. I just wanted to write about this, i dont know why. funny isnt it? how when we were younger we would wish we were older, and now that we are older we long to be young again.
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