Wookie Princess

He is sitting in a chair across from the bed.   In suit pants with his shirt open and no tie.   He has a drink in his hand and is looking over at the bed with a look on his face that you just know is trouble for the person on the other end.   I’m lying on the bed spread wide with ropes and his missing tie around my eyes.   I cannot see anything, but I can hear.   I hear the ice clink in his glass as he takes a drink. I hear his pants rustle as he shifts in the chair.   The anticipation has my heart racing.   What will he do to me.   The fear and excitement have my adrenaline pumping.   Is the anticipation worse or better than what he does to me?   My mind is only focused on him.   No other thoughts but listening for him.   I hear the ice and the clink of the glass as he sets it down.   I hear his clothes as he stands up.   His footsteps as he slowly walks across the floor to where I am laying.   All I can do is...

  Little Eric   I told someone about you recently. Seems like forever since I tried to discuss what happened. It’s not because I ever forget about you. I only got one day, but I will love you forever. It’s because I blame myself. Now you are all I can think about. I still can’t open the box of memories. It just brings it all rushing back. To see your picture and the few things I have It’s so little but so much. It’s because I blame myself. I’m the reason you didn’t get to grow up. My body failed us both. My greatest wish is to hold you one more time. To tell you how much you are loved. To tell you how very sorry I am That I failed to keep you safe Because I do blame myself AMH