Somtimes I miss....
Sometimes I miss...
having a bed time
spending lots of times on trains reading books that i wanted to read
watching movies
the world i knew before i learned about politics and war
me before i turned 15
old friends
the days when being "grown up" seemed so far away
the time when my parents made all my important descisions
grade 6
when homework was printing
playing the piano
my barbie doll house
the playground definition of "dating"
not having headaches
the time when i didn't know what a broken heart was
being alone in a beautiful place
when i had no social commitments
the beach in Nice
my grandpa's house
playing outside until it was dark
watching cartoons
...
having a bed time
spending lots of times on trains reading books that i wanted to read
watching movies
the world i knew before i learned about politics and war
me before i turned 15
old friends
the days when being "grown up" seemed so far away
the time when my parents made all my important descisions
grade 6
when homework was printing
playing the piano
my barbie doll house
the playground definition of "dating"
not having headaches
the time when i didn't know what a broken heart was
being alone in a beautiful place
when i had no social commitments
the beach in Nice
my grandpa's house
playing outside until it was dark
watching cartoons
...
posted by dAnIeLa at
7:42 PM
2 Comments:
Hey Daniela, insightful post. Most of the things you listed I can see eye to eye with.
By
Steven, at September 23, 2006 9:04 PM
i hear ya.
some things i can relate too.
it made me think of the things that i kind of miss as well.
i started typing it out with Ronnie beside me and he started to nod his head when i wrote that i miss 'my imaginary friend.' I am pretty sure he still loves me, but sometimes i wonder about it...
By
Nay, at September 26, 2006 3:14 PM
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