My Life
As I look back on my life I can't help, but to raise a smile. As I look back in the past of what was once my life I recall that which was once forgotten. Like when my mother taught me how to swim, or how my sister pulled down my pants at a Fourth of July party. I have no regrets, and if you were to ask me to do it all again I gladly would. Like when I was young, and could not read yet so I forced my grandmother to read everything from Super Mario on the Nintendo 64. Yes I was one of those kids. I loved games.
My first kiss wasn't as magical as I would have liked, but that was in the fourth grade. (I know right? I am so lame.) Although she was a nice girl, and I thank her for the brief time we spent together. I hated school though...Everyday waking up so early...I remember thinking how pointless it all was, but that's okay...I like to believe if things had not happened if my life would have went a different path.
I remember watching the stars when I was about 12 with my mother, and she pointed out the brightest star in the sky and said to me, "That's my father." I told her she was crazy, but it was a beautiful, calm, and quiet night. The truth is...I am not scared to die...I am scared that I never lived...I am scared on what I will never be able to experience. Like the iPhone 20.
Me and my bestfriend were crazy. Always causing trouble to people. Like the one time we were getting chased by cars so we parked and passed right by us! We never drove so fast in our life. Also the time got out of the car after ordering McDonald's, and "drove" to the drive-thru window. I swear they spit in our food for that.
To my darling Christina....I love you, and no words can describe how I feel. When we shared our first kiss, which I had to teach you how, but in time you got better. Our first night of passion when we snuggled together for the first time. I remember it all...I loved my life. Some might say this was a life worth living for, but I say this might even be a life worth dying for.
Copyright © Ryan Lovell | Year Posted 2016
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