yours was the first face that i saw.

When I was younger, I used to think that being able to reach the jar on the back of the counter was the greatest accomplishment in the world. I was taller than everyone my age, and my brother told me that it meant I was tough and I was going to do something with my life.


When I was younger, I thought that freckledface and chucktaylors was going to be the rest of my life. I thought that falling was the scariest thing in the world. I was terrified of rollar coasters, unlike anyone else my age. I took to swimming because there was no way to trip, and thought that safety was the way to go somewhere in life.


Now that I'm older, I only feel accomplished when I'm directly instrumental in someone else's happiness, and my largest fear is drowning(in self-pity). My glass stands half full unless you ask me mid-morning. I hate when clouds get in the way of stars and I'm only content when my music's so loud that I can't hear the voices surrounding me. Clocks makes me angry but I'd love to take one apart and see how it works.

Now that I'm older, I'd like to take apart the world and see how it works.
But now that I'm older, I've realized that it doesn't matter how the world works. It matters how I work, and how he works, and how we work together. It matters if I'm still glasshalffull when the clock finally shuts up.




It feels like the first day of my life.
The sun is shining bright, my heart is swollen with love and appreciation, and the flowers around me smell so beautiful that I don't have to stop to understand; the whole world is spinning to the tick of a clock that's in my favor. Move up and move on; I love living.