No matter how old we get Any
Man of Mine will always
remind me of you and teeter totters
and long curly hair pulled
back into perfectly parted
piggytails. I hope you
carry a little piece of me
wherever you go in life
(and you're going to go big
places, I'm sure of it) and
know that your heart
can always find mine
because you're the only
place my heart has had
any sort of safe home.
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 7:53 PM UTC
No matter how old we get Any
Man of Mine will always
remind me of you and teeter totters
and long curly hair pulled
back into perfectly parted
piggytails. I hope you
carry a little piece of me
wherever you go in life
(and you're going to go big
places, I'm sure of it) and
know that your heart
can always find mine
because you're the only
place my heart has had
any sort of safe home.
My baby sister graduated today. I'm emotional and I'm sorry.
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