my 27th letter

Women like me, studied Cleopatra, read Plutarch, just to understand her appeal. We discovered that it wasn't her features, nor the way she koh-lined her eyes. The power of her thoughts were truly her sass. 

Women like me tend to stay quiet, until the right time to attack. 
We know about battles, and confront loss with pride. 

After my 27th birthday, I wasn't bitter, but I was sad - sad to cut ties with those who loved so little in our friendship.