When we were little, life worked perfectly.
No matter what happened, everything turned out alright in the end.
Scraped knees, canceled play dates, dropped ice cream cones--
we would cry for a short time, but by the end of the day,
everything would be perfect.
And now as we've grown older,
we've lost the faith as we stumble through each day,
crying over broken hearts, lost friendships, and lost dreams.
It seems like life and perfection have turned their backs on us,
but really its just that we've grown up.
As children we didn't pay attention to such details about our daily lives,
but now we are more aware,
and little details seem to be amplifying our pain.
But just remember that when we were younger, life was hard too,
but we had faith in perfection because we could look past faults.
So don't lose your faith. Learn to know that each day will pass,
each heartache will be mended, and everything will be perfect in the end.
Just keep your faith.