Although I am trying to begin again, the past loves to creep up and take a hold of my body. I just want to feel love, feel adored. Everyone has had the chance to grow up, yet I am stuck watching them all. It’s not fair, never has been. I have marred which was the best thing that could have ever happened – yet I’m still longing to feel young. Maybe I just need to carry on being patient, or maybe I just need to take a risk.