Even with these stars between us, I can feel you against my skin, against these bruises that seemed to sting less under your fingers. And still I'm afraid to admit it, admit that I have always been yours. And all this time, these minutes never end, and these bruises are too deep And I'm left wondering how I'll ever find a way back to your window, to the four walls where I was yours. Where I was free. Blurb Coming Soon (Ron and Carter's story)