Turn around, bright eyes.
Unless your eyes aren’t so bright anymore.
Remember me? I’m
Not the same little girl
I used to be. So please, I know this is your dream. But you’re so young and
Naïve. Please don’t
Go…
Though I know you will.
All I can say is I’ll always
Be here. Wanting you to come home, wanting you to come and tell me you
Love me and that
Everything will be okay. That we’ll always be okay. Because you’re not only my older
Sister figure, but you will always be my first best friend.
