Why me? The question pulses through my mind every day, every minute.
Now I can't tell you how I got here, or even what my real name is, but you can call me Brynne. I am a morph, a patient, a voodoo doll. I don't know who I really am, I only know what I'm capable of and what I've been told. But I will tell you, I'm stronger than you may think. Once you really consider it, no one is as they first seem. For all you know, you could be someone else.
But my someone else is morphed.
The love I have for you cannot be explained. You just the one person I can't seem to stop thinking about. The person I feel I'm gonna be in love with for the rest of my life. I can't seem to murmur the words I need to make you see how much you mean to me, how much I'd risk for you, how you are my whole world. All you have to do for me now is to turn around and say you feel the same. Please just stay.