Do you ever become an adult
and the little things get
drowned in the work,
the responsibility,
the fear

and you know that
again
you're burning out?

But then,
suddenly,
you
remember

nostalgia hits!

the warm fuzzies
drown the work,
the responsibility,
the fear

that one thing

it's back

you try
you try to hold on

in the middle of success
it fades

you know it's slipping out of your hands
out of reach

you know
it's gone

it was an illusion all along
you've grown up