Elena Armas

“Anything that bothers you matters to me, and I want to hear about it,” he said from his position behind me. “Nothing about you is boring or doesn’t interest me—ever. Understand?”

I felt myself nod and perhaps mutter a quiet, “Yes,” too

“I’ll give you the world,” he said against my mouth. “The moon. The fucking stars. Anything you ask, it’s yours. I’m yours.”

“Careful.” I felt his hand on my hair, his palm brushing down the tousled locks. “If you get any more perfect, I’m going to believe you were made just for me.”

To those chasing dreams,

never give up on them.

We are not quitters, you hear me

My eyelids eventually fluttered shut, but right before darkness engulfed me, I thought I heard Aaron whisper, “You feel complete in my arms. You feel like my home.”

And I’d rather have you hating me than not have you at all

ecause his words were, without a doubt in my mind, the most beautiful thing I would ever hear said about me. To me. And for me.

“Everything that had happened hurt me, left a scar, but it didn’t break me.”

“You always find a way to catch me completely off guard. And that’s not something many people can do.”

You always find a way to catch me completely off guard. And that’s not something many people can do.”