Help Me, I Can't Stop.

Mine.

She looks at her.

Laying there, softly breathing.

Mine.

Her hands running through her hair. 

Her mind fighting itself to not say that word.

She mouths the dreaded syllable to the sleeping girl next to her.

Mine.

slowly blinking and hoping that one day she can say it. 

Mine. 

She thinks hard, 

is it too soon?

Am I not right?

Mine.

She shuts her eyes,

lowers herself back down.

Mine. 

She thinks harder, 

contemplating on what to do.

Mine.

She breathes and lets it come out 

"Mine."

The sleeping girl stirs.

A smile forming upon her lips.

Mine.