Everyone changes and grows. We learn to talk about things differently and grow from situations. People that have known us from when we were younger might not recognize us now a days. How do I feel when I talk to people that knew when I was younger?
It depends on how long they have known me. When I was too scared to talk to someone or when I started opening up? There is someone I haven't talked to recently.. that has come out of no where. that i never thought I would talk to again. I felt self conscious about writing about this person.... because I know how emotional it makes me feel.
I loved that person so much. too much. And I always will. It's... like I don't care who he is now. I mean, I DO. But, what is overwhelming is the feelings I had. No, not love. Nothing like that. It's the hope. THE HOPE. I was so positive. So happy. I could trust everyone, and love everyone. I BELIEVED in everyone. I hoped for the future. I didn't know there was bad people!
After growing up, I forgot that. I had walls. I knew just how bad people could be and how much they wanted to take advantage of me. I closed off almost everyone. I didn't let anyone get close to me or know me.
Then he comes, crashing like an ocean. Reminding of once who I was. so trusting, so hopeful. I want to be like that again. To wish I'd get super powers... to believe I was meant for more... to hope I was born to be more than just a no body...
I like meeting old friends when they give me hope.
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