I want to go back to green things…
And simpler days…
And riding horses…
And singing songs…
And sunkissed hair.

I want to go back to just me and him…
And not worrying about anyone else…
And having that be enough…

I want to sit and enjoy my girl…
Before she’s enrolled in Pre-K
or Kindergarten…
And doesn’t need her mommy anymore…

I want to be held and loved and then held again afterwards.
I want a phone call just to say hello…

I want to stop questioning my own worth…
I want to stop questioning my own desires…
I want to stop second-guessing my actions…

I want to paint colours…
And chase dewdrops around street corners…
And tango through the night…

I want to fill up until I burst out into a million tiny stars….