Echoes of a world gone by,
An era of warmth, an era of fewer misunderstandings.
A time where you were oblivious of how cruel the world can be,
that not everyone is good at heart, not everyone is wishing for your well being, not everyone is truly happy.
When you didn’t have to face your mistakes, when you didn’t have to think twice about what you should or shouldn’t tell someone.
When you didn’t overthink, when you didn’t bear the weight of mistakes on your shoulder.
When you were complete truly innocent – when you were but a small child.
how I wish that the rest of our lives could’ve been like that.
Now?
They’re just echoes of a better, happier, blissful world.
The Crimson Joy 