Caylee
I could feel his pain, his panic and I know I should probably be pissed that he was listening in on what I was talking ot my sister about, but that fear? The guilt he felt? I know that pain and guilt. I understand it. I might have seen flashes of his life and the things he had been through, but I have no idea what led to those few flashes of his life. "I am here. I am right here. Just follow my voice out of there and come back." I tell him, not quite sure what the hell I am doing, but even just the sound of my voice seems to calm him down and if all I need to do is talk to him, then that is what I will keep doing. "I never wanted to need someone. Not my sister and most definitely not a man, but I needed you. I still need you and, for the first time in my life, I don't mind needing
