I shake my head and kiss her forehead, "Alyx has been acting funny and it's making me nervous. I told you, he sees the future. Something's gonna happen. He's been...distant, as if constantly seeing something. But...don't worry. It probably won't be too bad."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I wake the next morning, sand in my hair and I still don't have clothes on. While Jace is asleep, I throw on my shirt and sweats, plopping back down closer to the water while dipping my feet in.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I wake the next morning, Rayah gone. I open my eyes and find her by the water, clothed. I take the chance and dress as well, sneaking up behind her and wrapping my arms around her stomach.
"Morning," I kiss her cheek.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I only know that learning to believe in the power of my own words has been the most freeing experience of my life. It has brought me the most light. And isn't that what a poem is? A lantern glowing in the dark. — Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X
