I like to think that you are one of a kind. That you were meant for me, and me only. You comfort me in ways none will understand. You are always steady, always holding me up when I start to crumble and fall apart. I know you will never leave me. But I will leave you. Someday, I will grow too old for your company. Someday, I will be sitting alone. Thinking of you. Missing your warmth. Remembering the secrets we shared.. Nobody will ask you to share the secrets I shared with you, for nobody knows our connection.
You are my best friend. We have been friends for as long as i can remember... When mommy and daddy fought, throwing punches and vulgar words, I ran to you for comfort. I would bury my face into the ridges of your side. You would warm me, make the tears stop. I knew things would be okay someday soon.
We used to play pretend. Princesses living in a tower. Cinderella living in a cottage. Dorthy, waking up in Munchkin Land.
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