If we didn’t grow up…

If I could have one wish, it would be going back to my college times and never grow up.

Keep repeating the times of having fun, skipping classes, eating without getting fat, and dancing all night.

Those are the times when you’re old enough to be in love and yet too young to be responsible.

Ironically the times when you cannot wait to grow up.

You could love as much as you want, and you could lose as painful as you let it.

Those are the nights of hazy drunk calls, sleepovers with girlfriends, and limitless energy to be up all night.

Those are the days of tireless campus events, restless minds of debating your idealism and really did something.

The last chance to invest true friends who doesn’t care what color is your skin and what your parents do.

The last possibility to find a true love, who loves you of what you are, not how much money you have or how big is your boobs.

You were assured that you can do ANYTHING, and you can be ANYTHING you wanted to be.

The times when everyday is perfect.

I wish we didn’t need to grow up…

But we did.

And we made the best out of it, didn’t we? =)

Love, May

6 thoughts on “If we didn’t grow up…

  1. Exactly what I felt today when my Mom reminded me that I will 25 this year >_<

    What would I give to be able to go back in time, back to my teenage years, when all I have to worry about is school, homework, and play…

    But there's nothing we can do about it…we can't turn back the hands of time, the clock keep ticking, and life goes on…

    And yeah, we are growing older…and better =)

    • Yep.
      Surely growing up means more responsibility, you’re indeed right, older also means getting better. :)
      Thanks for the comment.

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