HOME | DD
obscurityingrey — too much.
Published: 2009-09-06 22:03:11 +0000 UTC; Views: 76; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 5
Redirect to original
Description
You’ll never know my favourite song; what colour pajamas I wear to bedOr what I had for breakfast. You’ll never see me laugh
At a family joke, feel my hand in yours.
You never lifted me onto your shoulders so I’d be the tallest; you never
Bought me lollipops or made perfume from rose petals and water with me.
You never stayed up with me all night when I was ill.
You’ll never pick my best friend and I up from prom; eat cookies we made from mix On results day. You don’t even know her name. We’ll never go to the match;
You’ll never teach me the rules of cricket.
You were never the one I turned to; you never threatened my boyfriends.
You didn’t hold me in the hospital, trace the lines on my palm, swear to
Protect me.
You know my asl, said I was beautiful in those Kodak moments arranged as a timeline on the windowsill. But I should know, dad, snapshots aren’t enough. And sometimes, they’re far too much.
I’ll hold the flame to the corner of your photo, watch it lick at your features.
I’ll revel in the beauty as I watch the ashes fall to the floor.
Some things, they’re genetic.
