Echo's gloved hands reached up and guided my head to hers. I let myself bask in her warmth and deepened our kiss, enjoying the teasing taste of her tongue and the way her soft lips moved against mine....
Don’t you dare ever hope for more. There’s no such thing as living happily ever after or pulling yourself up by your bootstraps. The world is how it is and there always has to be bottom-feeders. Peopl...
Do you think we can just take it on faith right now that I want you, you want me, and we'll figure out the happy ending part later?
Breathing became a painful chore. Her lips turned down while her warm fingers caressed my cheek. That touch typically brought me to knees, but now it cut me open.
Beth feels likes this storm. Constant and persistent as a whole, but the more I get close and try to clutch the individual drops of rain, the more the water falls out of my hands.
As much as you want to, you can’t take all our pain away. Hurting, it’s a part of life, and if you try to stop any of us from being in pain, that means you’re not allowing us to actually live.
As much as I want nothing more than to be around you, as much as I want to touch you and kiss you and hear your laughter and your voice, I can’t. You and me – it can’t happen. Not in public. Not in pr...
Amazing things are going to happen because that’s what happens when you find your wings and finally fly.
A warm, tickling touch crashed me back to earth. Maybe it sent me straight to heaven. Either way, it dragged me out of hell.
Once an insult like that has been released, there’s no way to take it back. It becomes one more cut on my soul.
I love her. More than I thought I was capable of, and I would sacrifice my life for her happiness.
I heard your girl's smart, Pigpen pipes up to ease the building tension. In fact, I've heard she's fucking Einstein, which brings up the question how the hell she ended up with you.
Her spirit is hurting, weak and in need, and so is mine. I don’t know much either. I’m confused and blinded by the fog we’ve stumbled into, but Violet is real and warm and a fortress by which I fall t...
Her kiss is soft and warm-inviting. We both explore, a hesitant dance as we glide over lines neither of us imagined crossing.
Are you in love with her?…I think I was born in love with her.