You could love me, you know." He's smiling a strange sort of smile. "We would be unstoppable. We would change the world. I could make you happy." he says to me.
His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him.
In seventeen years no one has said my name like that
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All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart.
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I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.
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Hope is hugging me, holding me in its arms, wiping away my tears and telling me that today and tomorrow and two days from now I will be just fine and I'm so delirious I actually dare to believe it.
Hope is a pocket of possibility.
I'm holding it in my hand.