“I pressed my lips against his shirt. “When I think about my future I see you.”

“Now that I have you back, I can’t see my life without you. When I think about my future, I think about you.”

“His fingers leave streaks of cold on my skin, invisible to the eye, and I think about wrapping his shirt around my fist and pulling him in to kiss me; I think about pressing myself against him, but I can't, because all our secrets would keep a space between us.”

“That first time, when he presses his lips against mine and kisses the words ‘I Love You’ right down into the very heart of my soul, that’s when I knew we were about to be ripped apart. -Morgan”

“I reach out to touch his cheek and he catches my hand and presses it against his lips.”

“You are meant for me, and I for you," Brandon whispered in my ear, and pressed his lips to my neck, sending more dreams of our future through me.”