Well, hey there gorgeous! What took you so long? I’ve been waiting for you. I know it can be a pain, bothersome, sometimes even stressful to find just the right one you’ve been looking for. But you’re here now, so you don’t have to worry about any of that anymore. You have me now, Miss Sophie Marie. Don’t worry, I’ll take real good care of you. But who am I anyway? Just another girl, a face in the crowd, someone who wouldn’t stand out if we passed each other on the street. Let me take a minute and tell you who I am and what made me who I am. And inevitability got you here, got you to me.
I grew up in a too small town with four big brothers, a Sunday school teacher for my mom, and the preacher as my Daddy. I grew up sheltered, no Halloween, Santa Claus, or Mardi Gras because it was against God’s will, sheltered. So as things normally go in stories like these, I snuck out my window for the first, time and with that I rebelled just as much as every stereotype said that I would. My Daddy always told me that the world was bad, so incredibly full of sin and wickedness. I found out pretty quickly that all the bad I was being hidden away from felt good, so incredibly good, and the stinging taste of sin was a sweet one on my tongue.
Growing up like that, well it definitely made me into, well me. I used to watch people a lot, to learn how they worked. As a result, I’m pretty good at seeing in your eyes and your body language what it is you want, and how it is you want it. When I was younger, I had wear different faces depending on circumstance and surrounding. My alluring eyes, smile begging for trouble, and the hands that just couldn’t quite stop exploring, well that Sophie couldn’t sit in the front pew on Sunday mornings or shake hands with the people visiting our church, now could she? No, I learned to blend in, to be discrete and what to say and how to say it to keep myself from any drama or trouble. I can be what you want, who you want me to be, and I can be it without you even ever knowing you wanted it. Sometimes, of course I’m wrong. If so, tell me, let me know what I am and before you can blink your eyes or take your next breath, I’ll become it.
You know, I really am happy you found me. I know together, we’ll make some great memories. Little hidden kisses of perfection we can tuck away in the back of our minds. Locked in forever to remember again and again and again. Because darling, once you have me, you’ll never forget Miss Sophie Marie.