It's become life's way
Yet it's made its way
To the back.
It's grown stronger
Than I've grown
That my present is my past.
It's become bigger
Than just memories
Because-
The laughter we shared
Has become the tune of my smile...
The moments of pulchritude
Still make me glow in my sleep.
But-
The little girl in me
Still sees her bed
As a dungeon lair
Where the monster glares...
The kitchen walls
In the new house
Look like those
In the old house
Where daddy knocked momma...
The thought of the first kiss
That made butterflies
Dance in my tummy
Makes the bees
Sting my heart.
The promises
That you'll never leave me
Still echo in my ears
But only as history-
The bittersweet thoughts
Of going back in time
Cross my mind
As I'm a reflection
of pastime hell- and paradise.
