Kid

by Jescie Hall

“You’re just what I needed.” I felt that in places I shouldn’t.

me too Kid, me too

“I shouldn’t have left the only person who makes me want to stay.”

Then don't

“We fix each other, but only after all the pieces have broken, all the cracks in place.” I

“I’m ready to break for you,” she whispers, still gripping my hand between hers. “But are you willing to crack for me?” “Shatter,” I reply, pressing myself against her again, my hips pinning her to the van, my eyes cast down on hers as my hands hold her broken little face, making sure she knows the truth in the deepest part of her. “I’ll shatter myself into a million pieces just to meet your broken.”

I can't breathe.

“I’d never seen anyone love like her,” she begins, eyes narrowed as she talks into the distance. “She loved so hard. So much. She was unrelenting in her admiration. Obsessed even, but it was who she was. A hopeless romantic.”