getting older is like falling away from who you were year by year. it will consume you and bring you to a completely new state of mine. maturity is knowing when to be mature and knowing when not to be. being with a friend from a year ago is so much different as she lives in a different time than i do. she remembers what it is like to be young and in love while i remember to clean and pay the bills. adventure is very distant and love feels so far away even it sleeps next to me. she feels the pain of heartache while i feel the crick in my neck and the pounding in my head. why did i have to grow up so fast. why did this life decide that responsibility would take over passion.