December 9, 2010
I felt so close to you, I secretly wanted to tell you to pick me up and carry me. Why are you bigger than me now? I remember everyone was my height back in the day. Back then, your head was round. But, you still smile the same. Why didn't I remember you? I was elated when you cared about the past as I did. Did you know, after all these years, that makes us childhood friends? Isn't that cool? I think that's snazzy. But sometimes if I think too much, there's this lingering feeling that leaves me agitated.