Will I Ever Get Control Of My

Two Steps Behind Her, I Say Her Name. "skye.

My Breathing Begins To Slow. The Tension In My Muscles Starts To Relax. Then, A Click In The Headphones. A Slow Breath Of Air. I Open My Eyes To Bright Moonlight. And Hannah, With Warmth. Thank You.

A Week Went By And Nothing. But Eventually, As They Always Will, The Rumors Reached Me. And Everyone Knows You Can't Disprove A Rumor.

God, I Am Freaking Out. Maybe He Doesn’t Know. Maybe I Just Look Guilty Of Something And He’s Picking Up On That.

One Little Ripple Started Today Could Create A Typhoon Fifteen Years From Now.