I made her smile for a while. I watched her face brighten. A smile she had shown no one. She became close to me. A part of my world on accident. With that innocent yet deviant smile. I held her hand and grabbed a kiss or two. She thought I was only kidding, but my heart had grown far more attached than expected. It was supposed to be a game, but it seems I played myself. She was so fragile in my arms, I couldn't help but want to keep her safe. To be her wall. She curved to me so perfectly. I couldn't resist my feelings. She is precious to me. And so is he. Hrs grown protective and caring. I feel myself slipping and growing more and more attached. I long for he who saved me and for her who gave me my smile back. They both have me in the Palm of their hands. And I'm okay with that. As long as I can keep them close.
