It's a little after the two year anniversary.
Slowly but surely, I'm finding out who I am without my Peter and my Cherry.
I'll always love them more than life itself.
But I think I'm starting to feel for someone else.

The first time I kiss Dominick, I immediately pull back.
Our lips touch for barely a second.
He apologizes immediately.
Then I cry on his shoulder.
He holds me until we fall asleep.

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Another year later, I end up needing to go to group less and less often.
Of course, I still see Wes and Sutton almost daily.
And not to mention a certain brown haired man with an accent.

The four of us get together as much as possible.
Busy schedules and whatnot make that hard.
Although, I pretty much have open days, working for myself.
I've been writing more and more.
Peter would be happy for me.