Why don't we play make believe anymore?
it's like, as soon as you 'grow up' your imagination stops, and you can no longer work up the magic that you used to. Fairies used to be my friends. Mermaids used to swim with me through the red sea. Somehow I lost them. Somehow real life became so much real-er. I'm not sure if anyone else feels this way. I'd love to be that little girl again. Going to witch academies with my fellow imaginary connoisseurs. Pretending that I could walk on light beams, and dance with vines. It's hard to get that back. I'm so wrapped up in being in highschool, orthodontist appointments, decorating my room. I've not even thought about the way things used to be. How lovely they were. Maybe I'm alone in thinking like this. I wish I could whistle.
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