“Are you going to kiss me or what?” She asked, turning toward him. His face was shadowed, except for where the street lights forced away the darkness.Read More The First Kiss
“Even when you’re gross, you’re gorgeous,” He laughed. She suddenly felt at ease.Read More The First Date
Neither of them looked away at first, but her anxiety allowed him to win the game of chicken.Read More At First Sight
A new year brings new beginnings,
And I am scared.
I started running.
Running from my problems,
Running from my passions,
Running straight toward the edge of a cliff.
Maybe it’s the competitive side of me,
Maybe it’s the selfish corner of my soul,
Or my inner-narcissist,
But I want to love you better.
I wish you could sing me to sleep.
Slow breaths mingling with your heartbeat,
Composing the most beautiful lullaby
That’s ever been whispered in my ear.