Tonight

Every time I pull the strings, the universe makes sure to pull everything apart. For what greater joke is there than to disappoint the most anticipating heart. Next time I would pretend to be not so excited. I'll tell my mind that no, I don't miss him. I'll quit mentally listing the things I want to do. Maybe I could cheat the universe that way. You know, make my plans work and leave two hearts happy.

But good thing I'm bone stubborn. I'm Wendy. You're my lost boy and I'll take you with me somewhere in Neverland. Welcome, baby.