I miss my childhood and everything that came with it; excitement, passion, opportunity, simplicity, sunshine, real friendship, malleability, joy, fun. Most of all I miss the innocence.
Now I live with guilt, with fear, with anxiety, worry, stress, nervousness and a mask that I've worn for so long I don't know how to remove it.
I miss being in love with my best friend at the age of four when I didn't even know how to describe love or what it was, before anything got put into boxes and sorted into definitions and the life got sucked out of it all.
I miss my only desire being how I could make people, especially her, happy. I miss being free and uninhibited.