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Friday, September 8, 2017

Big Girls Don't Cry

The smell of your skin lingers on me now
Well not your skin, but the bags of potpourri in my drawer
The first and last thing you gave me for my birthday
And then you passed away

The memory of your smile still hankering in my mind
The gentle touch, the safe haven
We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret world
Even though we live our own life now

The palms of my hands feel empty without your small fragile hands 
I need some shelter for my own protection, baby
And it means to say goodbye to both of you
But this body will forever miss your embraces and kisses

The warmth of your body etched on my mind
From time and era that seemed like a lifetime away
Fairy tales don't always have a happy ending, do they
And reality is never a loving place to be

And it's time for me to go home, it's getting late
Even when I don't know where home is
I must take baby steps till I'm full grown, full grown
Yet I carry pieces of you with me

I hope you know that it has nothing to do with you
But of course you know it has everything to do with you
My life is a collage of experience
And every single one of you, turning me into who I am

And I am gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
It's ok, it's alright, it's a part of life
It's personal, myself and I
Though you all are a part of it, then and forever more

It's time to be a big girl now, and big girls don't cry
Nevertheless I will shed a tear now and then when it feels too much
Thank you for being a part of the journey
Thank you for making me who I am today

Note: I had waaay too much fun deconstructing Fergie's song. This is but a fraction of people who shape me into who I am. I love you all.

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