Sunday, August 7, 2011

you are the only thing i write about

i've always been scared to grow up. i've always been intrigued by the unknown but the concept of getting old and stacking my responsibilities on bookshelves to let them collect dust on their spines and stress in my gut has never been something i've looked forward to. then i met you. i used to spend countless hours of countless nights lying awake and wondering where i'll be in five years, ten years, twenty years. i don't think about that anymore. i spend my nights anxiously awaiting tomorrow or the next day or whenever i'll see you next. i've never wanted the future but knowing i'll have you around tomorrow and the next day comforts me and puts me at ease. i can blow the dust off the bookshelves and let my stomach settle because even though i am growing up and there is nothing i can do to stop it, i have you by my side and for now that is enough.

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