Saturday, August 15, 2009


I miss the days when you could set all your worries aside and run as if the day would never end and believe in every miracle and magical happening in the world; the days when I would write to Santa Claus and be too anxious to fall asleep on Christmas day because of the presents; the days when I'd pretend I was a princess and believed that one day my prince charming would arrive and swoon me and we'd fall in love and we'd live our own happily ever after... I miss not feeling hurt, I miss believing in myself...

Whatever happened to all of that?

Oh, wait. Of course I know the answer: I took off my glasses and saw the truth. Oh well, c'est la vie!


  1. i don't exactly miss childhood. i miss being careless and not being worried. :/