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If i had the chance to tell you

your like a baby sister, we grew up together. I moved away. thousands of miles away. All i want is to watch you grow up, protect you, love you, let you know your never alone in this f***ed up world. Its the hardest thing ever, to know your out there, somewhere i cant reach. Living your life withought my presence. We were so close. You would crawl in my bed when you had a bad dream, i would tell you the story of how once upon a time there were two girls, who would grow into fairies over night. We’d laugh, id hold you, until your eyes shut. I miss you, its an odd type of heart ache. Im an only child, you were my baby sister, well the closest thing i would ever have to one. Now i lay in my bed, after three years, and wonder whos bed you crawl into when you have bad dreams. Id give anything to see you for a moment, just a moment. long enough to remind you i love you, and that when you feel alone, scared, angry, lost, misunderstood, broken, numb, im out there somewhere, wishing youd crawl back in my bed, just so i could let you know its all ok. Ill always love you, i just wish you knew. I wish i had the chance to tell you. Your still young, you may not remember everything i do, id tell you stories of when you were a baby. How you loved spicy things, and once ate 3 chille peppers by themselfes. How you scraped your knee once and begged me to carry you home because “you might have died” I carried you, all the way.. i just want you close to me again. -just a 14 year old girl, who misses her sister<3

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