Annar in the Inbetweens

iwasmeantforthis:

We lose our innocence. We become worsened versions of ourselves over time, simply because we stop caring. The world influences us more and more and before we know it we’re no longer ourselves. 

I’m just waiting for a return to goodness. 

From everyone, including myself.

I keep thinking of a trip we made to the ocean once. I was as pure as can be. I was innocent and in love with the world. I will never be as good as then. I will never be as deserving of love and life and the warmth of the sun as that moment. Strange how we spend our entire lives looking for something that has probably already been had. Happiness is something you simply return to. That’s how we know what we’re looking for.