and now i want a boy in my life.
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those days when boys had the cooties, were probably the best days of my life. where growing up was simply just a game of pretend, and popping had no other meaning than popping bubbles. where life was exactly how you saw it, easy. where a simple hug from your mother showed that everything was okay. where your dreams were something amazing and creative, and lollies meant you had to share. when protection was in the safety of your parent’s care.
what happened to those days? we all grew up so quickly, to where corruption and influence is our world.
i hate the thought of growing up, and the thought of being alone when you know that eventually the people currently in your life, will one day leave you. like birds, we will one day leave our nest, and explore the world. i just think we’re going up too fast, and that time should slow down.
i liked the thought of boys and cooties, it makes you feel like you hadn’t grown up at all. today, people of the opposite gender, are more difficult than just cooties. it’s about loyalty and all the other yip-yaps in relationships, and how most relationships have a falling out which becomes a burden on your because it’s scarred you, and you fear that all other future relationships, will have the same horrible falling out, and that feeling of your heart breaking into tiny little pieces, will return once again.
i don’t understand, are we just bringing more problems into our lives?are we unconsciously provoking others to take a part in your lives to stuff things up? i hate that, “i want to know what you’re thinking,” feeling. it makes you feel so little, like there are some things you SHOULD know and some things that you WANT to know, and how you never get what you WANT, because people just say you’re spoilt or something. that feeling especially when you want to know what the significant other is thinking, and when they don’t tell you, you automatically assume that it’s something bad. something like, “i think he/she has lost his/her feelings for me,” perhaps. that’s usually the most common one and how it causes you think that maybe there is someone else for them, or that they’re too good for you and yadda yadda.
what if i say that i’m actually craving for the drama. the drama of a decent boy in my life? is that too risky? am i asking for too much, or am i just going through that, “i need someone in my life/i miss having someone there,” phase?
xx inyourfreakingface