
When I was little I thought the world revolved around an ocean. I thought I was brave if I went beyond the rocks and out to what I considered the sea. Little did I know the rocks were more to be afraid of. Little did I know of their drowning potential beneath the waves. This is what I thought of danger.
When I was little I thought hugs and kisses were hidden in chocolate. Frosting disguised as an i’ll always love you treat. I thought if I ate real slow and savored every bite that meant I loved you back. And we could make it last forever. Little did I know about the human heart. Little did I know about how you felt. This is what I thought of love.
When I was little I thought I knew. I would row my boat upon the waves, sunburnt shoulders, calloused fingertips, sand and salt in my hair. Unafraid of the rocks. I would eat my chocolate slow. Sticky fingers, candy lips, chocolate chin. Unaware of your heart.
To be that young.