I have no regrets. What happened is in the past. I'm fine you can stop worrying about me. I'm not one of those people who say one thing and mean another thing. I'll be straightforward with you. I have no need to lie. If I knew about all the pain we could of waited if I knew blood would've been shed I would've waited. But it can only get better from here. Now I know the change in our lives. I lie when I normally wasn't able to. I sneak around my parents. I've gotten into all sorts of trouble with you. We have interesting stories to tell kids to scare them. Telling younger siblings to not anything I wouldn't do when of course I did half the things I said I wouldn't do. Still being able to laugh till tears stream down my face about all the crazy and awkward shit that we've been through. Having to deal with my bitching about how much my parents suck and my strange home life. You never seem to judge. I sometimes wonder how many times have we talked about things that a few short months ago I couldn't find myself talking about. Topics that I would normally find awkward I feel comfortable telling you about them. How could I change this much?
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Poems Of The Young Heart
PoesíaPoems of the broken, light-hearted, and misunderstood hearts. Hope is what this is, hope is how one must wake up and look to another day. Its what makes us human in so many ways. We just want to be great in so many different ways that we often forge...
