As I thought about that, I had to wonder: What will we know better about tomorrow? Who cares? Hindsight is useless.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in. Kaeleigh wants to believe in me. I am her twin, forever alive inside her. And when she needs me, I am always here.

Red and raw like my brain, unable to shut down, thoughts crashing like electrons orbiting a nucleus of deuling emotions.

Forever made that kiss stand out in my mind, touch my heart, make me remember a kiss so tender.

A breeze blows up, touching my cheek like a little child's kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. "Trash, out there? Must belong to one of us." We move closer, and when I reached for it, I find...... a perfect paper airplane.

Innocence eroded into nightmare. All because of very bad touch. Love, corrupted.

Defiance rose up like vomit. I swung back and yelled, "Don't ever do that again!