“Thanks for chasing me in here. I guess I did need you.” “I like when you need me.” He didn’t speak for a moment, and then I heard him swallow. “I wish things were different.” “Different how?” “All kinds of ways.” He paused. “I wish I had my magic powers back.” I laughed. “You’re enough without them.” “What would you wish for?” I’d wish for the guts to tell you I love you. Because I don’t need you to be perfect or magical. I just need you to stay with me.
