remember the days

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As I look back on our past

remember all the fun

smile as I think

about that one week in heaven

sort of like a vacation

from all the problems we have

that one week of nothing

yet everything too

we became sisters

after the first day

you were forcing me to eat

and threatening to stab me with a fork

we hoarded food

in our oversized pants

cereal at midnight anyone

that was us

we had so much laughter

throwing shoes at each-other

and that random bra dance party

at three o clock sharp

getting yelled at by miss Tammy

getting threatened

to be sent back to the picu

staying awake till one

then waking you up at 4:43

just because I felt sick

you didn't yell at me

but instead comforted me

all the staff was confused

at why we were up so early

jumping on beds

and breaking them too

you comforted me

when I came back from visitation

crying my eyes out

I showed and slept through group that night

because seeing my friends was too much

I was crying in the shower

and you tried to make me laugh

phone calls the next day

I talked to my friend again

I made you talk to her

because we are triplets

you two have the same birthdays

and I’m just the rebel

who was born a little late

all the balls we threw

Fred and Fred Sr. and Jr.

it was all so fun

I think as I look back on those days

trying to talk to you

as often as I can

trying to keep those care free days

as close to me as I can

for a week

only focused on recovery

dreading going back home

knowing the situations aren't the best

but all we wanted to do

was to hurt ourselves

and of course get high

I went home and messaged you

complaining about the lack of a razor

you tell me your pregnant I flip out

you told me he asked you THE question

I feel so happy for you

just you know I'm coming to your wedding

you are after all my sister

a girl who could make me

smile and laugh

under any circumstance

told me it would be okay

when I was being accused of being on drugs

and you know how hard it is to get clean

and I am

or at least was

sad to say

but once I left

I went home and got high

but I’m going to make that journey

the journey to get clean

I know it is long

and anything but easy

but I know it is worth it

just remember this

you can always talk to me

about anything whatsoever

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⏰ Last updated: May 23, 2012 ⏰

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