I'm the same age as you were now. When you went to sleep. That's how much time has passed. I don't want to be older than you. Your my big sister.
Just count the stars with me - there's too many - and they are all watching down on us. Keeping us safe.
Do I get to count you? I know I'm not alone, you're with me. Sometimes, I think I can hear you, feel you close, smell your perfume. I'd like to think that's you.
He can't hurt us any more, we got away - he always finds us - not tonight, not anymore.
I know you hurt. Did you know, I never wanted to cause you any pain? I loved you. Some days, I think you got away but others I think you didn't. There is this guilt that engulfs every part of me, to think I didn't save you.
I can't do this. All the pain. This isn't a life. I always thought he destroyed me but that person was always me.
No. No - it wasn't. You carried a guilt that wasn't yours to bear. You saved me. You always did.