Most Suits Made The Man.

Day One Of My Life Was The Day I Met You.

And Yet I Understood The Alienation Of Being Around Others Who Couldn't Really See You Or Chose Not To. I'd Felt The Self-loathing That Came With Being A Fraud, Protraying An Image Of What You Wished You Could Be But Weren't. I'd Lived With The Fear That People You Loved Might Turn Away From You If They Ever Got To Know The True Person Hidden Inside.

Sometimes Love's Not Enough. And If It's Not Enough, What Good Is It ?

He Caught Me To Him, His Arms Banded Tight Around Me. His Face Pressed Into My Throat. "where Do We Go From Here?" I Held Him. "wherever This Takes Us. Together.

I Can’t Think. I Can’t Work Or Sleep. My Body Aches For You. I Can Make You Want Me Again. Let Me Try.