it is late
sleep will not come to me
i have been in this house for days and i still dont understand my place here
she has asked nothing of me
yet i am given everything i need
even the servents are nice to me
i am afraid that if i ask this will all go away
i dont know how much longer i can stand not knowing
the cold touch of fear grips me
i rise from my warm bed
the hallway between our rooms is long and dark
each step takes me closer to the end of my confusion
and further from the comfort of the status quo
i dont want to go back to where i was
the door to her room opens quietly
there is moonlight coming through the window
she lays in it
she looks like she is glowing
i walk to the side of her bed
sleep makes her face look even younger than she is
i dont know what to do now
it doesnt matter she wakes
she wants to know what is wrong
she looks like she really cares
like she really wants to know
she looks beautiful
i tell her
i tell her i dont know what she wants from me
i tell her i dont know what i am suposed to do
i tell her i dont understand why she has saved me
then start to cry
my hands cover my face i dont want her to see
this is all wrong
her arms wrap around me and pull me to her
i lay next to her as she holds me
she runs her fingers through my hair and murmurs softly
i cling to her and sob
she whispers to me that i remind her of someone she has lost
she promises that all she wants is my company
i beg her not to send me back
back to the cold dark place she found me
i will die if i go back
tears that are not my own fall on my face
looking up at her i see she is crying too
i wonder why
her voice breaks as she tells me that she will never send me away i feel her hand on my cheek as she wipes away my tears
my eyes close and i turn my head to nuzzle her hand
i kiss her palm
we hold each other tightly
i sleep in her arms tonight
i am home here
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