The cold entering my bones from the low temperature of the hallway is nothing compared to the emptiness I feel when Liam and I released each other from our embrace. Liam stares at the paper in his hand for a long time. Does he feel the same emptiness that I feel? I continue to watch Liam as he shakes himself out of whatever thoughts he has been having. He turns back towards me and hands me the paper. "I cannot focus to read it, Gracie. Maybe you will have better luck." I smile at the irony and take the piece of paper.
"Me, better luck at reading than you? I think the cold has gotten to you head, Lee. But I will give it a try."
"Until I am measured
I am not known,
Yet how you miss me
When I have flown."
"Okay, Lee, I read it. Now, what does it mean? Is it a bird?" Liam leans against
