The problem is... you don't know if you lost someone or not until you look at the way they act towards you. You believe that they will still be there no matter what. What if you, yourself, changed? But you never knew. Then you get all paranoid and confused on what's what and all.
The old self. A part of you wants to be a certain person you once were. The freedom, the carelessness, the endless imagination and the joy of fun. A child's wish.
Age doesn't stop.
One life is limited. But the mind should not. The freedom of how we think is unlimited. Nothing stops us... except ourselves.
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Have you ever wondered how a child thought? The pure innocence and playfulness character they carry within their delicate souls. How their imagination reaches through the sky breaking the limited barrier. Their knowledge on our destructive world has not developed.
The smiles. The laughs. Their cheery and bubbly auras. You smile unconsciously to their presence and wonder how their mind is so free. A different kind of freedom to yours. A feeling you will never feel again, yet embraced it when you were young.
Beautiful.
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Live it. You have no idea how life is so short. The years will fly. Mistakes will be made. Experience will come to you.
Look at an earth's timeline. Look at your estimated life span. Our lives will go quickly.
Sometimes you want to do something, known by all in the future. Prove and awaken your existence to the generations ahead.
The feeling can frighten you in a lot of ways.
Many.
Yet, powerful.