Wendy's Last Words

She tells me the last thing she wants: for me to never end up alone like her. May was never the same since. That very night I packed my bags and drove north to Kingston & thought about us & what it all meant. I understood that all I've ever felt between you & I is complete loneliness. Between working night shifts at the hospital & your constant travels to New York, our brief encounters were never enough to suffice this aching loneliness. But you already knew that & maybe that's the worst part.

At least I know I'll never be alone again.