Not for the laughs, not for the fun.
Not for the mischief, shenanigans, and impunity.
Not even for my mother's sweet love when my knees bled.
But for the innocence.
The unblemished faith on every human being.
The hope that everyone really, really, is well-intended.
The untarnished purity in my own intentions.
The ability to see everything from the ground.
The idea that justice always prevails.
But, above all,
The sheer invincible and incorruptible belief that
everything is possible.