Dec 22, 2006 10:27
I went to Hastings and sat in the childrens aisle on the floor. I looked through all the books for the one you read to me that day when I tied my self to you. I wish I had known that day that you were the one.
I wish I could have realized the heat in your heart. I looked so hard for that little book. Those few lines that perhaps I could read and hear your voice in... but it was gone. Sold to some other child who will hear your voice wrapping each word in warmpth every time they read about that lonely little dragon.
I went to the childrens aisle today, looking for you.