Loving Mr. Daniels

by Brittainy C. Cherry

I miss you so much it’s hard to breathe.

“I want to be yours, I want you to be mine, and I hate that we can’t be us, because I think we were meant to be us.”

My hand rested against the door. My eyes shut. “Still here?” I whispered. A small whimper left my lips when I didn’t hear him. “Still here.”