Excerpt from Secret

“Between my fingers and the keyboard, I type you in with what’s left of my eyesight, with what’s left of my heart and I can do it with my eyes closed. You can try it; it’s really easy.

Between the crisp of the wind floating on my face and the imaginary snow I picture on the ground, how come you’re not running to hug me? You can’t just stand there, really.

Between my heart and my heartbeats, you can breathe and sing and dance.

Between my upper lip and my lower lip, I breathe you in — and you’re more than welcome to drop by anytime.”