I Miss You Already I Don’t Need

Your Number Was Up The First Time I Met You.

Ian Squeezed My Hand And Leaned In To Whisper Through All The Hair. His Voice Was So Low That I Was The Only One Who Could Hear. 'i Held You In My Hand, Wanderer. And You Were So Beautiful.

I Watched His Fingers Clench And Unclench, And I Wondered If He Was Dreaming That They Were Wrapped Around My Neck.

I Had A Secret That I Was Bound To Protect But A Secret That I Was Not To Share. A Secert That Suddenly He Knew All About.

It's Always Better To Be Kind. I'm Glad I Know Why." -wanda