What do you want to trust me with tonight?”A sigh escaped forcefully, waving the white flag that I was a melted, scorched woman at those words. “Anything,” I whispered back.

I want to give you back your first kiss, the one that jerk stole fromyou. And I want it to be something that even a coma can’t make youforget.

Love finds you in the strangest places, and hope clings to us in the nooks and crannies we never think to look.