Tuesday, December 10, 2013

La quinceañera

Over the last fifteen years you have taken a hold of my heart.

I would have you know that I guard myself from these silly emotions.

I love you. You don't get to love me.

Somehow you found a way to break the Ice.
I don't know when, but you took ownership of me. 

My defenses weren't strong enough to withstand the twinkle in your eye.

It might have happened when you and I would have breakfast. You became my breakfast buddy and would always make it late to preschool.

Or maybe the other day when I saw your heartache over your brothers move to college. 

You are a beautiful little fool. I hope you always stay one.

Always follow your heart it will never steer you wrong.

"I hope she'll be a fool that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool."

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