I have of recent wondered about alot of things. Of how complicated life seems to become as we grow up. Gone are the days of having to just decide between a blue or pink dress, a red or yellow lolly or plucking a purple or white flower from mom's garden. Oh the dilemmas of decision making being a six year old!
I haven't quite yet figured it out- what has changed to arrive at the conclusion of that life seems a little more complicated than it used to be? Do little girls get more complicated the older they grow? Or does life in actual fact get more complicated the longer we walk this phase called life? And the notion of love - even the simplest of all love seemed complicated for me to comprehend at a certain point in time of my journey. This is how this piece of "Complicated Love" came about.
I hope I never stop noticing the innate beauty of the simple things in everyday life and to learn to keep it as uncomplicated as it can possibly be.
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