Toxic relationships Piling on their garbage Looking in the mirror Thinking you're garbage. ∽ Song of the Day
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Hot concrete burns my size 6 feet as I brace myself to race my brother through the sprinklers. My aunt, only 13 years older than me, my big sister really, sits in the garage listening to Top 40 babysitting us while her parents – my grandparents – are at work. It’s sometime in July and my brother and I are spending our yearly month with our grandparents in Killeen, Tx. We spent those days making mudpies and eating watermelon and watching BET (with my aunt sister) and helping my grandmother with her garden. I never found it weird that my aunt still lived at home. At four years old I would ride from school marveling at how big her school was compared to mine. Sometimes her boyfriend would join us for dinner, Uncle TJ. I don’t know where he is today. She used to teach me the latest dances, her mini-me, me, swinging my baby hips to Destiny’s Child, my toes dug into the blue carpet for support. My mother always laughed and scolded my aunt (her little sister-in-law) for spending her summer teaching me to be “too grown”, I didn’t understand at the time. Now at 33 and 20 my aunt is still teaching me to be too grown. When we’re back at my grandparent’s house we still sneak away to Mickey’s Corner Store to get honey buns soft and warmed from the lack of air conditioning and Twizzlers, her favorite candy, that she only shares with me. Song of the DaySitting here today it seems like the perfect moment to be wrapped up. In a blanket In you In us. Not even romantic it seems like days like this are exactly what I need. Feels like a hug, warmth Tea soaked honey in our favorite cup Snoozin like cats not giving a damn. No deep meanings, no hidden agenda Just staying safe from the rain Staying dry from the pain We'll escape reality for a second, for a day Let's lay Just me and you Wrapped up In this blanket In me and you It seems almost perfect. ~ Song of the Day |
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