Oh you're back? When you left, I thought it was for good this time... There you are, making silly faces at me, being the older sister I thought you were. Smiling at me, while I smile back, something inside of me is afraid. Can I forgive you? I do, but what if you leave again? Can I trust you? You're acting like nothing ever happened. I should have known. Still, quiet panic the rest of the day. Thoughtfulness. Do I wish the dream was true?
