"Justin." Your words echoed in my head.
Your voice was music to my ears.
I couldn't stop thinking about you saying my name.
Or you just talking to me generally. I stroked your hair and held you, kissing your neck softly. All of you, is mine. All of it. I cuddled you and held you gently, trying to keep you warm. I'm glad you didn't give up on me. Never give up on me. I'll always be there for you angel..
I stayed up all night, just staring at the ceiling, thinking. What do you dream of? Do you dream of me? I hope you do..But that'd be more like a nightmare, right? I wonder what it's like to dream. I can't sleep. At all. Sometimes I want to, but I'm glad I get to watch you sleeping. You're beautiful when you sleep. Did you know that?..I bet if I dreamt, I'd only see you..
It was five in the morning when you woke up, gasping. You started to breathe faster and faster by the minute. You held your head and started crying. You cried and cried, hysterically for no reason at all. "Princess?" I said, panicking. I held you tightly and hugged you, trying to calm you down. But I knew it wouldn't work. "Please stop.." I said, holding you. You didn't do anything but rock back and forth and cry harder. It hurt to see you like this. Please be okay..
An hour later, you eventually cried yourself to sleep and I just sat there, staring at you. I watched you and protected you and I tried to make sure that you wouldn't do that again..A few hours later, you woke up with tear stains on your face and red eyes. You got ready for the day and tiredly, sat in your bed. I saw you write in your diary, you had an "anxiety..attack"? I growled and narrowed my eyes. If anyone's making you have these, I'll kill them. No one hurts you. I'll make them pay.
You sat there watching television, while I sat there next to you, kissing your scars. I'll make them go away. I promise. I kissed your scars, one by one, gently and happily. I kissed them for a long time, until you decided to go for a walk. I went with you of course. You shivered as the cold air, hit your face and I stood next to you, trying to keep you warm again. It won't work, but some part of me hopes that you'll feel it. But you stopped in your tracks and stood there, with wide eyes. What's wrong?
"Hi loser." I heard, a voice say. You looked down and shook in fear..Is this person, bullying you? I clentched my fist and growled angrily, ready to defend you. Like I said before. No one hurts you. And I mean no one.