The Difference
What can I say, life changes.
Dreams do get bigger, streets come to an end and every day seems shorter.
Growing up is really scary if you look outside your window and see how life begins and ends.
How colours bloom and how they fade.
Have you ever really felt that moment when you think that the child playing on the swing was you...thinking, if I'm older I will, I want to, I can't wait.
I think what scares me the most is that I can't pause the moments in life I love the most, I can't capture them in a snow globe just to keep them save.
All I can do Is live in the moment and see it be lived through different eyes, I think that's the beauty of life.
It changes.
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