What do you do when you finally hear everything you've always thought said aloud?

It was great. Freedom even the imagined kind always is.

Self respect, Colie. If you don't have it, the world will walk all over you.

What do you do when you finally hear everything you've always thought said aloud?

Not for the first time, I wished both of us could just say what we meant. But that, like so much else, was impossible

This is the problem with dealing with someone who is actually a good listener. They don’t jump in on your sentences, saving you from actually finishing them, or talk over you, allowing what you do manage to get out to be lost or altered in transit. Instead, they wait, so you have to keep going.

If he'd been any other boy, and this was any other world, I would have kissed him. Nothing could have stopped me.