i think falling in love feels a lot like being a little kid again. you sit there and compare your battle scars, a couple of scraped knees, a scab or two. but you brush it off, because your best friend is there, and theres a jungle gym thats waiting to become a pirate ship, a trampoline where you can giggle into the stars, and make dopey faces everytime you hurdle yourself into the atmosphere. there are push pops, crocodile tears, sunburnt cheeks. and theres you. i get to be all of me - with you.