Naomi was there for me, and I loved her and cared for her. But I never saw more with her. Not a future…just a present. With Alis, I dream. A lot. Of possibilities. Fantasies I want to come true. A life beyond the now. I think of sharing a space with him. Making his brown eyes sparkle to life as I gift him pieces of himself and of me to prove to him home is where he makes it. I dream of us. Not boyfriends. Not stepbrothers. Not even friends. More.
