Love Life ?

There is always one time I look back to.
One time of pure happiness. no worry. when the pain was not my own. or if it was I could handle it, it was normal pain. I would survive.
It was not complex. I didn't have to worry about myself. I could worry about others. And they loved me for it.
Now, I have to worry about myself. Or I will fall. I have to keep myself together and at the same time watch others slip away.
I don't have all of this in me.
Weary.
Thats what I am.


I miss that time, the time the world was through rose colored glasses and even the imperfections were bliss.
But I cannot go back, and if I would I would know what I was missing. What it was that made me change.
Loseing what I gained would would hurt just as much, even if i was together I wouldn't be whole.

I can only look back now.
And say it was fun.
That time when everything was easy and the world would be okay