There’s no getting better, Storm. This is it.” There’s no coming back from the dead.

I could lay here and stare at him forever. I don’t want to let go. Ever.

What’s wrong is that every morning and every night, I lie in bed wondering why you’re not beside me.

Society is better off with me in a gym.

Do You think it matters if they’re tiny or deep? he asked. Well, if they’re not tiny breaths and they’re not deep breaths, then they’re just … breaths. Then you’re just breathing for the sake...

No human can bury their past indefinitely. It’s only a matter of time before you crack.

Can’t wait to wake up.

He leans in closer and closer until his breath caresses my mouth. I’m paralyzed. I swear he’s going to kiss me. I swear I’m going to let him.

Believe me, you have my full attention.

I barrel into his arms, my mouth connecting with his. Seizing him. Feeling him. Loving him.