Well... I don't know what to say here. This pretty much came out as I was going through some old pictures, and we'll leave it at that and stay special internet friends.
*picture is originally from http://www.mysahana.org/tag/repeated-patterns/
01/06/2014 (Monday)- This is How I Lost my First Love
It’s not that I took her for granted. It’s not that I lied or cheated—after all we were too young to see past the other, too naïve to lie about love forever.
It’s that we grew up separately.
I watched her grow out from childhood games, from shy smiles, and holding hands. She became a woman overnight; found another who could guide her, teach her, and love her.
Does it hurt? Fuck. Yes.
I don’t hold anything against her.
I just hope that one day
I’ll grow up
…and hold fast to slipping hands.