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Still, I smiled and let each word soak into my soul, branding it with things I wanted to keep. No one had to ever know that these words weren’t really for me, or that I’d keep them forever as if they were.
One day Jameson would walk away from me, but until then, he was mine to keep, and I wanted every single piece of him.
“It wasn’t supposed to be like this. We were supposed to be outside at night, under the stars, and preferably in a field of wildflowers. Your mom was supposed to be there and my dad…and it was supposed to be years ago when I had you all to myself. I take the blame, Penny. I always will, but you’ll have to agree to take my name and give me time to fix all of it. Because I promise I will, Pen. I promise that I’m in this until the end.”
His words were dusted hope clinging to forgotten places. Dried, smashed wildflowers doused in wishes. Love so blinding and hopeful.
“You taste like you’re finally mine.”
You were as out of reach to me as the stars. I’d watch you and you were imprinted in my mind, running through it at night, claiming every waking moment in the morning.
I just kept adding things to the cart, and with each thing, I saw Pen’s face begin to brighten, as if an invisible burden was suddenly being lifted.
He is so sweet!
“It’s safer.”
I love you. I love you.
He was at my side in one long stride, his hand in mine, his lips at my hairline. “I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
They’ll love you in the way the sun will warm you, and the way the snow will fall when you least expect it. You’re not alone, baby boy. You’re so loved.”
