Drowning in Stars

Gaze I moved to the house next to Pixie's when I was eleven. Our windows faced each other. She blew soap bubbles at me. And I shot at her with a toy gun. Each of us kept our terrible secrets. I would have preferred that the suffering fell only on my shoulders. However, fate had other plans. After a long separation, we met again. And this is no longer the Pixie I knew. Before me is a girl with a wounded soul, who needs me. Pixie I was afraid of the dark, and he shone into my window to chase away the fear. We shared ice cream, and I taught him how to swing properly. I never thought I would one day have to decide who lives and who doesn't. I chose him because I always protected. And I condemned myself to many years of painful loneliness. When Gaze reappeared in my life, a beautiful adult guy living a happy life, I realized how much I wanted to share it with him.