I had skinned knees,
scraped palms,
and an eagerness
to take over the world.
I was young,
in love with life,
and everything
else that falls
in between.
and you know what
they say: Ignorance is bliss.

Hopeful,
overwhelmed
with the constant
desire to be special;
to be noticed.
I trusted blindly,
gave in to temptation
and so, I ate the apple.

You held me high
above the clouds,
with a weightlessness
that can only be
described as bliss.
I knew that I could
be dropped without
a moment's notice.
But the adrenaline
running through
my veins said
otherwise.

But eventually,
you did drop me.
With a gust of wind,
I was knocked off
your shoulders.
I came plummeting to
the earth and I hit
the surface hard,
soul-shatteringly hard.

I learned a valuable lesson that day.

I realize now that
it never mattered,
you were never
going to stay,
and the rest
is absolute.