'you have monkey toes'
she always giggled
when we played foot wars
on that smelly old couch.
the couch that we
cuddled on for hours
while she braided my hair
and told me fairytales.
she's the one who made
me believe in all that,
the magic in the world
the fairies and the monsters,
the angels and the saviors.
and she was the one
that always saved me.
but now she's 950 miles
and 16 hours away.