NINETEEN

So, it was my birthday two days ago and all I can say is
Always expect the unexpected.
The older you get, the greater amount of responsibilities you have.

I wish I could still be like 3 or 4 and wake up every morning to go to kindergarten.
Wake up at 5, to be exact, and run to my parents room and wake up dad so he
could go to work. Then, get ready to go to kinder and play with my friends and be
the brat of them all. I miss my innocence and how I didn't knew what time it was.

I wish my father still had that ugly mustache. I miss his kisses and I remember how much
I hated them and it's funny how much I miss them now.
This is the ONLY thing that makes me want to go back in time.
p.s. i love you.