K is for Kelly

18 years have come and gone
For momma they flew by
But for me they dragged on and on
We were loading up that Chevy
Both tryin' not to cry
Momma kept on talking
Putting off good-bye
Then she took my hand and said
'Baby don't forget

Before you hit the highway
You better stop for gas
There's a 50 in the ashtray
In case you run short on cash
Here's a map and here's a Bible
If you ever lose your way

Just one more thing before you leave
Don't forget to remember me'

This downtown apartment sure makes me miss home
And those bills there on the counter
Keep telling me I'm on my own
And just like every Sunday I called momma up last night
And even when it's not, I tell her everything's alright
Before we hung up I said
'Hey momma, don't forget to tell my baby sister I'll see her in the fall
And tell mee-ma that I miss her
Yeah, I should give her a call
And make sure you tell Daddy that I'm still his little girl
Yeah, I still feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be
Don't forget to remember me'

Tonight I find myself kneeling by the bed to pray
I haven't done this in a while
So I don't know what to say but
'Lord I feel so small sometimes in this big ol' place
Yeah, I know there are more important things,
But don't forget to remember me
But don't forget to remember me'

I had my ears plugged to my iPod as usual on my bus journey and I felt a little like tearing when I heard this song playing. I know I've said that I can't wait to go back to Brissy when I first came back, but when the time has come for me to leave now, I feel like a little child not willing to let go of my mummy's hand.

The last time when I sent my mum off at the airport, she just stopped crying and when she looked at me I just mimicked her expression and she burst into another round of tears again. (Hahaha, I know I'm just so evil) This time, it might be me.