Beautiful Monster

by Sara Cate

You have no place being in my thoughts, and yet, you own every single one.

If this feeling was a color, I would want to paint it all over my skin, let it seep into my pores, making it a permanent part of me.

It dawns on me when she laughs, the warmth in her voice sounding so familiar that my attraction to Sunny isn’t just about her body, her age, her innocence but how she makes every goddamn cell in my body come to life. She defines me, accepts me, sees me, and I swear to Christ, it fucking feels like love. And it scares the ever-loving piss out of me.

Just because you love someone doesn’t mean they have a free pass to treat you like shit.”

Love cannot be replaced. The love someone denies you cannot be filled by someone else.

We don’t get to love people because they are perfect or because they’ve made every right decision. Love is not a reward for good behavior. Love is unconditional because the strongest love endures the hottest fire.

I wasted most of my life waiting for happiness to find me. I just never expected I would find it right next door.