days and weeks go by and life seems to move on
the future is now present and isn’t what I thought it would be
when does the grown life begin
imaginary friends and nap time seen like a life for youth
but they are at peace with no concept of time
And for them life is easy
affection love, food, a comfy cozy place to lay their head
seems to be their biggest concern
gut laugher at silly faces and screams when u they needs aren’t meet quick enough
in an instance a they can go from happy to sad... with no thought... with no contemplation...
only if adult life were that easy.
grown up emotions seems to be bounded my contemplation and theory
the hours spend discussing, understanding, and conveying feels hoping that the other person on the other end of ur your words
understand what and why you are saying what you say
did u mean what u meant or did i just take it another way.
no there no rhyme or reason or even an encyclopedia that can define my emotion filled thoughts
i hope u understand
i hope you walk feeling what I had indented for you to
i hope that you know that I love you
not in that romantic kind of way
but the way the wants you to be happy
to get out of life what was intended to be lived
i want you to just be