It's hard growing up and leaving the world that you used to know behind you.
It's even harder when there's a gap of 8 months inbetween when your world no longer grows with you.
 
And it's hard when people assume that you're the same. And that you're fine. And only talk about the weather in Vancouver.
 
And it's hard when people grow up, and when love becomes selfish, and for that,
you just can't let go.
 
"I'd like you to be my DGL."
~YX
 
I'd like that a lot too.
To give.
 
But only for selfish reasons.