Eight: I think I’ve seen you somewhere in her smile. I feel like I’ve heard your voice in her laughter. I bet if we dusted her heart for fingerprints we would only find yours. Nine: I have this envelope. It’s full of all the butterflies I felt the first time she relaxed the Velcro on her lips and smiled in my direction. I think most of them are still alive. I suppose these belong to you, too.
