You’ll be leaving soon,

please let me kiss you good-bye. 

I would trim my eyelashes if I thought it would earn me more wishes,

but for now dandelions will have to do. 

How different everything is now, 

how distant. 

It feels like so long ago when we woke that next morning

to find the bird, dead on my door step. 

How neatly its neck had been twisted, it’s wings splayed.

I still think of you from time to time. 

**

Once you told me that I was more beautiful than her. 

a compliment that only settled sour in my stomach. 

I wish you had said I was beautiful.

It was only the next morning when you told me

that you had sung me to sleep,

but I had been far gone before you even began to sing. 

A shame, because I dearly love lullabies. 

**

In just a matter of weeks they are going to pull out my teeth

and I’m worried that things will taste differently.