Sep 04, 2005 10:24
I can smile.
I can laugh and twirl and dance and sing. I can feel my heart flood with joy for the most simple of reasons. And it all just fades the moment I think of her. Or losing him.
He jumped out of a window, so sure that I could save him. What if I hadn't notice as quickly as I did? He would have been nothing more than a smear on the pavement. And I would have lost him, because I would have been too slow. He had too much faith in me. Too much.
He says I should not worry. So I will try not to. I will work hard and I will avenge my daughter's death. Then Mark and I will allow the wounds to heal. We'll start a new family and we'll find the happiness those bastards robbed us of. And until then I will be who he wants me to be. I will be his 'old Nev' and I will suffer silently until my wounds can heal. I will love him and protect him with every inch of my being.
And I will always be there to catch him when he falls.
I will smile for you, my love. And I will be your Nevy.
But if you throw yourself out of a window again, I'm going to punch you.
Happy birthday to me.