Wednesday, July 04, 2007

The smell of your skin lingers on me now

And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry

Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?

Like the little school mate in the school yard
We'll play jacks and uno cards
I'll be your best friend and you'll be my valentine
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to
'Cause I want to hold yours too
Well be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds

But it's time for me to go home
It's getting late, dark outside

And big girls don't cry


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thanks for writing this.