Growing.

i remember being seven 
and dreaming of the stories
i wanted to write
now i am nineteen 
and i have written my heart out 
so many times 

i remember being eleven 
and wishing home felt safe 
now i am nineteen 
and it is my favourite place 

i remember being freshly-turned fifteen
fawning over my favourite youtuber 
liking my comment 
now i am nineteen 
and i count him as a friend 

i remember being sixteen 
and wishing i had a better relationship 
with my brother 
now i am nineteen 
and he runs straight to me 
when he needs help 
he calls for me before anyone else 

perhaps someday i will look back
on being nineteen 
perhaps one day, i will say 

i remember being nineteen
and wanting to be happy 
now i am older
and happiness comes easily 

or perhaps i will say 

i remember being nineteen 
and wanting to be happy 
now i am older 
and i still want to be happy 
but i have made it here, to this day
that is enough for me to keep going
i know i will forever keep growing. 

12:16am - 25/11/23.