college-romance

I jumped at the sound of Drake's voice. "You scared the crap out of me! Where did you come from?"He raised his eyebrows, "From what I learned in Anatomy, I came from my Mother. But if you are refering to just now, through the door.

At this very moment with my girl in my arms, I feel like there__ nothing I can__ do for her, for us. _ Duke

At least, for once I was there for her. I didn__ fail her. She wasn__ alone. _ Duke

The smoke burns slightly down my throat and to my lungs. I focus on this, and empty my head, empty the images of Skye__ beautiful face all bruised up. In the end, I can__ even give her what she__ rightfully asking. A kiss. Just a fucking kiss on her lips. Even that I__ unable to do. It__ be pathetic if our situation and our past weren__ so tragic. I take another drag of my cigarette and watch the smoke swirling in the room only lit by the moonlight. _ Duke

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Lucia opened the door. "They say not to discuss politics and religion on the first

As long as I__e known her, she__ seen the very best version of me, even when I didn__ believe that guy existed.

Forget walking, right now I could fly."-Marcus

It wasn't until the morning after my uneventful shift, when I wake up, dazed and tense and frustrated as hell, that I realize I'm getting obsessed with that girl, my partner, and this thing is running me ragged.

Cole radiated that cool, bad boy sort of confidence__he kind that left most women flustered and ready.

Maybe that was why another part of me--a very small part--had wanted to kiss Wallace then. Both sides of his mouth, between his brows, and every other place those stupid worry lines marred his expression. That part of me had wanted to hold him tight and give him the comfort I knew he couldn__ ask for.But that part terrified me the most.

Well, why not just snap my damn olive branch and beat me with it? I was only trying to help.

The danger of prolonged despair is its tendency to cloud the gift of a new beginning that every tomorrow offers. --Anissa's Redemption

She was somehow this damaged creature I had fortuitously encountered along my path and now cared about as a result. Granted, I didn't cause her harm, as I did with Icarus, but I somehow began to feel responsible for her welfare.

But I did feel the vertigo of death__ invitation, beckoning me towards the dark waters below. Only a newfound perspective and desire steadied my wavering soul. I came to realize, just in time, that suicide was far too easy _ and obscenely cowardly _ after someone I knew, not even half my age, had been through so much worse and still marched gloriously on.

In addition to my new outlook on life, in some absurdly simple way, Anissa gave me several new reasons to live. Above all, I had to see her again and find out what, if anything, would happen between her and me.

A few minutes later, my eyes began to feel a bit droopy, but I vaguely noticed that Anissa was whispering something.

The lead-up to the moment was magical in every respect, but a part of me was, and still is, uneasy about the whole thing for many reasons.