#tradespaces
I did it again, mama....
I took your words to heart.
But, I left them there.
"Don't touch it baby, it will hurt you!"
You would always say this to me.
Mama,
Why can't I stop touching?
And mama,
He wasn't a stranger....
....but afterwards....
he.... became.....one.
You were right, mama.
Strangers do hurt me.
Can't I just be your little girl again?
With my scraped knees
And my bruised chin?
Falling out of trees
or off my bycycle
Where there would be a kiss
To make me feel better.
AND a hug!
God.... Mama,
Read me a story
of knights in shining armor,
Of princesses,
Of those fairytale men.
Can I trade you stories for mine?
For they are far much better,
They'd loll me to sleep,
I wouldn't cry...
I did it again, mama.....
I took your words to heart.
But, I left them there.
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC