three letters. one world. my world.
im going to let you guess.
its not an it, its a who.
who would you choose?
i had not realized it soon enough.
how alike we were. how completly different we are. how much love there is.
its a typical choice of course.. i know everyone might agree..
but then what about the rest of them.. are they not important enough?
YES A MILLION TIMES YES.. i love them with my whole existance.
but the question was. . . what can you not live without.. in my case who?
i was a little one you know, and i was daddy's little princess.. still am
i knew i was his entire world.. my daddy was amazing. he rolled me up in a blanket & tuck me in his jacket.
i was born premature you know.. 5 pounds.
everyone was scared i was not going to make it.. born with asthma.. umbilical cord tied around my neck.. & premature
who would've thought almost 20 years later... little old me would make it to college as a very health girl!
besides the point.. i was raised with much love.. everything they went through was for my brother & i
what happened to daddy's little princess.... she grew up.. she spoke out & she disagreed
i had different views, i meant no disrespect.. i just thought differently..
then one day it struck me... "you sound just like her, you are the same"
what.... me never... we are completly different.
thats when i realized... she was my older version. the more mature. the wiser.
more beautiful. stronger. better. pure. and smart.
i am so proud of her.. i am who i am because of her..
i am very indecisive.. very impatient.. very stressed...
if i were in a stranded island... if i had to move far far away.. if i had to leave..
i would take her.. my mom.. my rock.. the one who tells me what to do..
my better half..
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