Alex Rosa

“Every time his lips meet mine, my whole body begins a slow tingle that starts from within my chest, and spreads like a wildfire.”

“Please don't trouble yourself with my scars. At least not right now, OK?”

“It's an obvious challenge, but the risk feels too big, the leap too grand, the future too unknown”

“Our scars make us who we are. Some scars are just deeper than others.”

“I didn’t know who I was or who I wanted to be until you stumbled into my life. I refuse to let you go.”

“We are all trying to get over the person who broke our hearts. We are all far from perfect.”

“Every time his lips meet mine, my whole body begins a slow tingle that starts from within in my chest, and spreads like a wildfire.”

“The way he looks at me makes me ache, but it isn’t fair. He hurt me first. He caused this ache from the start. This inside out, churning pain that feels mental and physical now.I fiddle with my hands, peering up at him again, and all I can think is, God, I wish he’d stop staring at me like that.”

“I mean, aren’t we all tormented by past relationships?”

“I’m glad we can be friends.”There’s that word again. It’s like a safe word.”

“Jealous much, Matthews? Is it because I'm a favorite, or is it because you still want me?”

“I almost feel bad for declining, but I feel more terrible that I can’t stop looking at how his chest rises and falls with each of his frustrated breaths.”

“He tangles his hand in my hair, and the other cups my jaw. Although I have this all planned, his lips feel shockingly sweet, swollen and soft, and more like home every time”

“I can't tell if wanting you is selfish or stupid.”

“I can't believe I wrote that many words in a row.”