quinta-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2012



I've changed. I'm not the scared little girl you used to know. I grew up. I don't need anyone to check under the bed for monsters anymore. I learned to defend myself from the ghosts that haunt me. I learned to do things on my own. I learned to face the consequences of my decisions and of the decisions of others. I learned that life isn't fair, that you don't always get what you want, but I also learned that if you fight hard enough you'll get what you need.

You haven't changed. You're still the same little boy I met years ago. No matter how many times you fall down and hit your head, you still don't tie your shoelaces properly. You still think that your life will fall into place just by planning and everything else will just magically fall from the sky. You haven't learned to defend yourself and you can't see that one day there will be no one left to help you.

You see, circumstances change, life changes and we need to adapt. We need to change, to grow, but you can't seem to. I'm afraid we've grown apart and the things used to bring us together, now just divide us. I keep waiting for you to learn, for you to grow up, so we can travel along the road ahead together, but I can't wait forever.