Something in his voice brings my eyes up to his. They are brimming with emotions I have no words for. They speak the words he can’t say out loud. He loves me. I mean love loves me. A gasp falls through my lips at this realization. He loves me. The way I wanted him to. The knowledge curls up in my heart, pulling together all the broken, ragged ends of it. Plugging in the holes that have been open, bleeding wounds since I was five. He loves me.
They make me SICK! It all could have been soooooo SIMPLE
