Love Me in the Morning?
For #28:
"Out there things happen, and frequently do, to people as brainy and footsy as you. And when things start to happen, don't worry. Don't stew, just go right along. You'll start happening, too." –Dr. Seuss.
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She was a girl. There was no denying it; no fancy words to talk her body out of being the way it was, nothing. That didn't bother her. She was content with what she had seen in the mirror for the past few years. She could still pretend she was nothing.
Was she still that way?
As years passed, it was getting even harder to make herself believe she wasn't anything. She was becoming something. She just didn't know what.
Questions followed her whenever she thought of it. Who was she becoming? Would she even like them? Would there be so much a difference that she could call it someone else?
No difference at all. It's a part of you, no matter what. He would tell her in a way only she could hear.
When would it happen? Would it be soon? Has it already begun, or is it still waiting? How long until it's over?
It began the moment you were born. It'll end when you die. You'll always be changing.
Would she become a swan, or turn back into an ugly duckling?
You'll be beautiful.
"Would you still love me if I wasn't?"
Forever and always.
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Another Smellershot for those that asked and for those that didn't but wanted one anyway. I love the prompt, but it was a little harder trying to come up with something a bit more original for it. But I like the overall turnout of it. If I didn't, it wouldn't be posted.
I took about 30 minutes writing/editing this. Title comes from Click! Which I've watched about four times today. Hope you enjoy!
-mcl