I fall down and my palms split open against the gravel. Injuries on the outside are easy to endure and I get up without hesitation.

I let my head fall forward into his shoulder, breathing in his scent. "Now what do we do?" He's quiet for a while and I finally lean back to look him in the eyes. He appears conflicted by something and then he sets me down on the ground, lacing his fingers through mine. "Should we see where the wind takes us?" he asks. I stare at my hand in his and then look up at him. "That sounds good to me.

He laughs, sucking his lip ring into his mouth. "I promise I'll go easy on you." A naughty feeling dances inside me. "What if I don't want you to go easy on me?

That'd be walking into dangerous territory," he says, getting up from the sofa. "Luke is not a morning person.

He knows what I'm about to say--he always does. He is my best friend, my soul mate. In a perfect world, full of roses and sunshine we'd be together, but this is full of broken.

I realize that even through the hard times I’m sure we’ll face, I’ll never be able to walk away from her. -Micha

I've never walked home wearing just a pink robe and a pair of slippers.