I need him; he needs me.

I need him. that's what she said; before he broke her heart and walked away from for good.
six months went down the drain like water flowing from the sink; tears and hugs; kisses and hand holding down the drain. she watched him walk away without trying to stop him; in the back of her mind she kept picturing herself doing what she should have done; running up to him and grabbing his hand saying "when you go to sleep at night remember that i'm not there because you chose to be like this" why couldn't she go and tell him that? how could she let him walk away from her? didnt he love me? i guess not if he was the one that said it was dead. instead of crying and saying i can't live without him she sucked it up and walked straight home looking threw her photo album she removed the pictures they had taken together she burned the poems she had wrote for him; she wanted to forget him. at oO3:30 in the morning she couldn't sleep She tossed and turned nd she broke down crying. with a knock at her window she went to open it with tears falling from her face; to her surpise it was him knocking at her window she opened up her window and replyed, "you came to break something else of mine?" he sat in her windowsill and said, "no i made a mistake i need you your my everything when i said it was dead i sat back and thought how would life be without you and babe i can't see it". he said, "can i have a kiss?" with her leaning forward their lips touch. she sneaked him in like she always did; they went to her bed and he layed down with her head on his chest listening to his heartbeat. she said, "babe i love your heartbeat because it matches mine". falling asleep both their eyes closed laying in the dark he kissed her without opening his eyes and he said, "baby with you is where i want to be forever". and she said, "so do i; baby so do i."

jna 12/8/o7