Carian Cole

My love,

Walk in the rain with me. Kiss me in the misty fog.

Let me hold you all night under the hush of the wind.

I'm waiting for you. Throwing pennies...making wishes.

I'm wishing only for you. Always for you.

Come back to me.

I'll fight for you. I'll fight for us.

Wish for me, too...and I'll make it come true.

He's my other half; the one who makes my heart beat. The man who makes me feel every feeling that could possibly be felt - and then some. The man who held me and loved me through almost every moment of my life. I have no past without him, and no future without him. Quite simply, he is my world. There is no way I will ever move on from a love like ours.

She always comes to me when she needs to talk, though. Or when she's scared. Or has something exciting to share.

It really should come as no surprise since my name was the first word she ever said.

Now it's like we're verbally bonded.

I don't know what's worse - never finding the one, or finding them and then fuckin' losing them."

You danced with me on your feet when I was little. I used to love that."

He moves to stand in front of me and takes my hand in his. "Let's try it without you standing on my feet."

He leans his forehead against mine, still swaying us slowly back and forth to the music, and laughs softly.

He leans his forehead against mine, still swaying us slowly back and forth to the music, and laughs softly.

"Want me to kiss it better like you used to do for me?" she teases.

Fuck, yes.

I stick a bandage over my knuckle, wishing I could put one on what's hurting her, too.