he looked at me curiously as he asked me who i was. i'm not sure if i even knew who i was to myself, but i knew who i wanted to be to him. i wanted to be the person who he thinks is kind and remarkable. i wanted to be the person who makes him smile so stupidly that his mom asks why he's so happy lately. the person who makes him get goosebumps of happiness when he looks at his hands because he remembers me holding them. i want to be no one but someone to him, even if he doesn't really know me yet.
"Helios ..." I state quietly. "My name is Helios."
