I remember the days we would just sit and laugh together. I remember when you would come to me with all your tears so that I could wipe them away. I remember when you'd tell me all your secrets and trusted me to keep them.I remember when you would talk about how excited you were to grow up. I remember….
When you used to remember me.
My little girl is starting to grow up. I'm so happy but, why am I crying? Why do I feel like I can't control my emotions anymore? Why am I becoming more translucent as the days pass? It's because you're starting to forget about me. I'm not mad though, I expected this. Of course you would grow up and move on to crushing, talking more about the way you look and your body. You're beautiful, you've been beautiful your entire life but now you cry almost everyday because you're not beautiful in the way everyone wants you to be. But I thought they didn't matter to you, I was the only opinion you were willing to listen to. I guess I was wrong huh?
I'm starting to see through my skin more and more and my once brightly colored eyes have dulled to grey. My clothes cease to exist and my hair is dropping off by clumps onto the old floor that we would play on. But my smile stays the same it's been since I was created.
I'm so glad you're growing up even if it means you forget about me. I'm still so so proud of you.
I love you.