Anatomy of Me

I am the singing dancing girl.
I am the girl with the ponytail
and the one who gets freckles under her eyes after playing in the sun.

I am the girl with the imagination,
and pointed toes.
I am the girl with the hugs
and kisses and riddles.

I am the girl who played on the beach with you
and even got a few grains of sand on you.
I am the girl who tells stories,
and laughs at herself.
I am her.

I am the girl who cried when you left
and smiled when you called.
I am the girl who put a bow on WD-40.
She is here.

I am the girl who moved to DC
and ran with bags up the hill.
I am the girl who drove to Knoxville
and back in 3 days.
I am here.

I am the girl who is smart,
but easily overwhelmed by numbers.
I am the girl that's loud then quiet
and then falls asleep.

I am the girl who moved to TN
got the pup and has the most wonderful man.
I am the girl who landed the job
and is buying a home, with a mountain view.

I am the girl who loves your spreadsheets,
whiskers, and irish jig.
I am the girl who yearns for your hugs,
laughter and conversation.

I am the girl that prays with you
and tells God she loves him, and holds hands.

I am still the girl.
The one who is letting her nails grow out at 25,
has a dogson, cooks dinner
and is afraid of spiders.

I am the girl who writes notes
from Friday.

I am the girl who is in love
and wants nothing more
then to live out this fairy tale.

With you.