We made love. Extraordinary love.

It was impossible not to fall in love with him.

I have been holding in a lot of things wanting to say them but refuse to because it’s irrelevant. I don’t want to jeopardize what we have but I am sensing we have nothing and...

I wanted to know what it felt like to be loved by the man of my dreams.

We talked about all the decades to come and how they would never be enough.

I wrapped my arms around him like I was saving an oak tree.

He didn’t take any of my shit. I needed that.