People say that time heals all wounds, and maybe they're right. But whit if the wounds don't heal correctly, like when cuts leave behind nasty scars, or when broken bones mend together, but aren't as smooth anymore? Does it mean they're really healed? Or is it that the body did what it could to fix what broke.
Jessica SorensenI write the word solitude on my wall and then below it: Do you know me at all? Are my words just air? Is my heart easy to spare?
Jessica SorensenMaybe if I try hard enough, we'll fall into each other and become one single person and we can share our pain instead of carrying it by ourselves.
Jessica SorensenLove you more than life itself, more than the sun and the air. You own my soul, Ella May. Micha
Jessica SorensenHe stops rocking the cage. "Oh, come on, Callie. It won't be fun if we don't rock it. In fact, the more we rock it, the better it'll feel." His voice drops to a deep whisper. "We can rock it nice and slow or really, really fast."... "Do I have your permission to rock away and give you the ride of your life?" Why does it feel like he's secretly talking dirty to me? "Yeah, go ahead, rock it nice and hard," I say without thinking, then bite down on my lip as the dirty section of my brain catches up with me. Honestly, I didn't even know that side existed.
Jessica Sorensen