My Father would always buy
me anything I wanted and I always wanted Barbie dolls from Mattel.
I like my eyes shielded in
makeup, my lips always painted Red, and a set of enormous earrings dangling
down my little ears.
I like wearing dresses and
heels, but the last thing I am is Fake.
When his flight got rescheduled
and almost likely to be cancelled for the next 10 days I told him I was
relieved.
Very selfish, Very me.
When he finally flew
against all odds I got an abrupt text message.
I coerced a smile through
the morbid feeling.
Brutal honesty gets you
flattered as being the best girlfriend, who knew?