...

so.
i don't know what to say.
worse, even how to say it.

but my heart cannot stand remaining unwritten, the noise is building as time makes the scream louder...WRITE.

summer is here. its warm. it calls for the [excited and joyful, grown] child within my heart. yet i don't know if i can be both without missing one or the other. i am fully consumed by one, and they have yet to begin to share.
why must i stand only in one world?
growing old is difficult. everything calls upon you to leave what happiness you have behind.

i could not be more mixed up with emotions.

there is so much i have to say, unfortunately it is being cut short by obligations that need tending to.