love

the moon comes out and then the whole sky is lighted for our pleasure. the stars begin to dance. i want to sing.

he loves me.

i love him too.

prayers

a week ago tonight my sister tried to kill herself. i rang an ambulance, legs shaking, teary eyed. i had to sit in the bathroom with her, holding my hand between the shower wall and her head so she wouldn't knock herself out. they took her away. sam and i cried and he slept in my bed.

i felt like it was my fault.

every night since then i cross my fingers and pray it doesn't happen again. please, please, please god. please.