We Are The Reckless. We Are The Wild Youth.I miss being a little girl.
I miss waking up early on Saturday mornings just to watch cartoons.
I miss having my mother brush my hair every morning before school.
I miss being called "Little Bird".
I miss staying out until sunset with the other kids in my neighborhood.
I miss being pushed on the swings at the park down the street.
I miss trying so hard to color in the lines of my various coloring books.
I miss knowing the words to every single Disney song.
I miss having sleepovers with my best friend who lived right next door.
I miss running around the playground at school.
I miss snuggling with all of my stuffed animals.
I miss feeling proud of myself when I could finally reach the top cabinet in the kitchen.
I miss my friends from preschool, kindergarten, elementary school, and middle school.
I miss the big picture books.
I miss nap time.
I miss running after the ice cream truck.
I miss learning how to ride a bike.
I miss exploring the dense woods with my guy friends during my tomboy days.
I miss building forts out of the biggest sticks my friends and I would find on the forest floor.
I miss being a Girl Scout.
I miss not having to worry about finances, college, work, and relationships.
I miss not having to worry about how I look throughout the day.
I miss not having a care in the world.
I miss the wonder.
I miss the innocence.
I miss the easiness of it all.
I miss the beauty of childhood.
I miss the love.
I miss having the wildest imagination and the most fantastic dreams, those of which I believed could have been real.
I miss my reckless, wild youth.
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