Don't be sorry, Callie,' he says with a heavy-hearted sigh. 'You have your own sad story.

I swear love is the most powerful emotion thats ever existed. It owns people, devours them, tears them open and bleeds them out from the inside, making them defenseless to everything. Hate is the same way. Hate takes your levelheadedness and even your sanity away from you.

It's what's buried deep inside that frightens me because it's broken, like a shattered mirror.

He tastes like mint and need, as he overpowers me with his tongue.

How am I supposed to move forward in life when everything important to me is motionless?

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

At least tell me you won? And that the scratches and dings were totally worth it." "Of course. They're always worth it," he says with a hidden meaning that only the two of us could ever understand.