The little girl
Who once taught me
How to ride my bike
Is now yelling at me
For stealing her clothes
Apparently I didn’t ask her

The little girl who
Used to want to
Play with me
All the time
Is now yelling at me
To get out

The little girl
who cried over a scrape
On her knee
Is now asking
Me for comfort
Over a stupid boy

The little girl
who used to tease me
about being short
Now only reaches
My shoulders
She used to say
‘I’m taller than you’
But now it’s my turn

The little girl
Who I used to share a room
With is now moving away
She says
‘I’m not abandoning you’
Then why does it
Feel like she is