Craving Dragonflies — Terri E. Laine

It isn't easy to walk away.

My reliance on one person, the only true family I've ever known has to end.

I'm done with love as it has only ever caused me pain.

So what do I have left?

The idea of being touched is torture from a past I continually try to forget.

I should find a way to lose myself in someone who understands my needs.

Yet my thoughts frequently drift back to Ember with a mass of sunlit curls and forest green eyes that repeatedly find their way into my dreams.

So when we both end up in my room… in my bed,

One of us innocent and me far from it,

I'm powerless to stop what happens next.

I vow to walk away and not allow my darkness to consume another person

But I'm the one surprised to find myself unable to let go.