“I sat outside your door. All night. Just in case you needed me.” The sob that escaped my throat surprised us both. I had no idea that when my palm had been pressed against that door, wishing he was there, he actually was. I remember the confusing thoughts and feelings that first night and how I wanted to tell him what happened. Him, only him. Wanted his arms wrapped around me, my face buried in his chest as he assured me everything would be okay. And I remember how I’d wanted to tell him that I went down swinging.
