My heart shattered in a million pieces today.
When did we all grow up? When did life get this serious? Why do I feel like I missed something along the way?
I have goosebumps just thinking about it.
Almost all of the close girlfriends from my teenage years are engaged, married and/or have children by now.
Why did we grow up so quickly? She’s so young and ready to devote herself to one man for the rest of her life. I remember when we stayed out late, racing through the Missouri Summer nights - defying the laws of gravity. Our cars should have lifted off of the ground, how we survived I still don’t know.
Why did life get so serious? She’s so young that she can’t drink legally, but 7 months from now she’ll have a baby. I remember when we traveled to St. Louis with only one goal in mind: meet the ‘famous’ band guys of our adolescent dreams. I can’t think of anyone else I would have wanted to share those road trips with.
What did I miss along the way? I haven’t been in a serious relationship for 5 years. Is it because, unlike everyone else, I refuse to settle for less?
Will my roots catch up to me, am I doomed? I don’t want to be pregnant or engaged - atleast not for many years yet.
I’m losing all of my friends to adulthood, one by one.
I don’t want to give in… let me play in the sandbox for a little longer.
Damn I’m selfish, but these memories are all I ever had.
