I get really scaredthat you might noticethat I'm not as strong as I sayor that I break when you leave.I get really scared when you push me awayand not..
It was something about the way you would wake up after me, and giggle and pretend to go back to sleep. Or how you could pull me out of the storm, in w..
So I just sat there.Looking at the perfectly painted sky changefrom reds and orangesto indigos, and blacks.I watched the stars come out from their hid..