Alright, manly man,” he says. “Go prove that you’re a man.

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?

Love you more than life itself, more than the sun and the air. You own my soul, Ella May. Micha

There are no accusations with writing, no judgment, no shame, only freedom.

Okay, I'm going to be completely honest here." I take a deep breath, because what I'm about to say is very real and more honest than I've ever been. "I don't want to be awayfrom you for that long.

You really need stitches," she tells me."Or you're going to have a scar." I try not to laugh. Stitches aren't going to help. They fix skin, cuts, wounds, heal stuff on the outside. Everything broken with me is on the inside. "I can handle scars, especially one's on the outside.

I love you, Ella May and nothing will ever change that. You can push me away -run away – and I will still love you.