Where it all went wrong

For those that wondered, where it all went wrong; I would say from birth. You come into this life, doe eyed optimistic, and life seems to try to whittle it down like carving soap into a boat. One question that has bothered me the older I get is “What do you want to be when you grow up?” or as we get older “What did you want to be when you were growing up?” Out of all the questions in my life, I think that is the hardest one to give without exposing too much of my heart. Since I could remember, all I wanted to be when I grew up was to be in love. Which I’m sure most people do, but not at the point that it would be the answer to that question. Though my answer to that question, states my biggest point; what I want to be is to love, and be loved; everything else isn’t important.