No Tomorrow

I never wished for, or wanted perfect. I only wanted to love and be loved. I believe in the happy ending—for all of us.

He does, however, believe in the myth of little red bugs sealing the fate of soulmates

People don’t have to be perfect to be loved. They can be broken and sick and messed up and ugly. Everyone deserves love.

Ladybug,

It was time for me to keep walking.

Take care of Acorn for me.

If you can, try to leave a space for me in your heart.

I’m sorry.

I love you like no tomorrow, little slayer. Don’t ever forget that.

~ Blue

“You scare me sometimes. I’m always afraid I’m going to wake up tomorrow and you’ll be gone.”

“I promise to give you as many tomorrows as I possibly can.”

“I don’t know how to love you, Piper,” he says roughly. “But I know I love you a little more every day.”

I turn to look at him with tears brimming in my eyes because his words are masked with so much sadness and regret, my heart hurts.

“Love doesn’t have rules, Blue. The way you love me is perfect. And I love you. That’s all that matters.”

“Okay,” I reply with a soft exhale. “I’ll be here.”

Here. There. Anywhere. None of it matters as long as I get to hear his voice, stare into those cobalt eyes, and feel his lips on mine.

“Where to?” he asks after he’s run around the front of the car and climbed behind the wheel. I laugh as he moves the seat back to give his long legs room.

“Anywhere.”

He smiles as he adjusts the rearview mirror. “Anywhere is my favorite place.”