Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not Anita or Junior or the song "All the Same" by Sick puppies

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These Few Seconds

I don't mind where you come from
As long as you come to me

"Junior you know...", she pauses to look up at the setting sun with eyes full of tears and suddenly I don't want her to continue. I can't stand to see her break again after all that she's faced in the past. The last thing I want to do is watch her cry.

I don't care no I wouldn't dare
To fix the twist in you
You've shown me eventually
What you'll do

" I thought this time it'd be different. That I had found the one who would make me happy forever", she sniffles wiping at wet cheeks.

I don't mind...
I don't care...
As long as you're here

I shift closer slowly so as not to scare her and gently place my arms around her in what I hope is a comforting gesture. However I stop short when she willing flies into my open arms resting her facing against my chest while gripping handfuls of my t-shirt, and whatever I was about to say escapes my head. Instead I glance up at the darkening sky to avoid smelling that soft pink hair, but my effort is wasted when a breeze carrying the scent of lavender penetrates my nose. Sighing in defeat I tighten my hold as she lets the rest of her sorrow flow out onto my clothes while I lookout at the advancing clouds.

Go ahead tell me you'll leave again
You'll just come back running

Eventually I find one hand rubbing the length of her back as the other one embraces a slim waist so familiar to me. With her head still nestled under my chin I draw myself into my thoughts acknowledging that now is not a time for words. And I realize how hopeless I really am, always there to soothe her wounds when some other guy slights her. Yet no matter how much I love her I don't have the strength to tell her, to claim her as my own so she'll never be empty again. Five long agonizing years of observing her grow into a beautiful women of well educated intelligence with a dislike for books as potent as when she was young. Half a decade spent catching her as she shattered and each day of putting the pieces back together I wondered if she'd ever fall for me. Praying that someday I'll be giving the chance to hold her affections instead of her pain.

And I'll take you for who you are
If you take me for everything
Do it all over again
It's all the same

Abruptly I shift back to the present as the first cold drops of the spring rain falls, drawing the girl closer so as not to let her get wet and I am decided that no matter how many times I have to do this I will. No matter how many times I find myself in this same situation I'll never leave her alone just for the selfish reason that in these few moments of time she's all mine.

Hours slide and days go by
Till you decide to come

As it continues to pour I sit patiently on the roof of her house in silence. Waiting for her to come back to me. Waiting for her to see what's right under her nose.

And in between it always seems too long
All of a sudden

" I never liked him anyways Anita" I whisper into the rain.

And I have the skill, yeah I have the will
To breathe you in while I can

Smiling peacefully she mumbles into my not so dry shirt, " Thank you, Junior."

However long you stay
Is all that I am