This Is Falling

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>First I had to remember how to breathe. Then I had to learn how to survive. Two years three months and sixteen days had passed since I was the Rowe Stanton from before since tragedy stole my youth and my heart went along with it.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When I left for college I put a thousand miles between my future and my past. I'd made a choice-I was going to cross back to the other side to live with the living. I just didn't know how.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And then I met Nate Preeter.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>An All-American baseball player Nate wasn't supposed to notice a ghost-of-a-girl like me. But he did. He shouldn't want to know my name. But he did. And when he learned my secret and saw the scars it left behind he was supposed to run. But he didn't.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My heart was dead and I was never supposed to belong to anyone. But Nate Preeter had me feeling and he made me want to be his. He showed me everything I was missing.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And then he showed me how to fall.</span></p><p></p><p></p>