“I want to be yours, I want you to be mine, and I hate that we can’t be us, because I think we were meant to be us.” “How is it that we never get to spend time together, but I feel like you know me better than anyone? How is it that I keep falling for you?” The look of wonder in his eyes was beautiful. It was as if he had been wondering the same thing about me. “I don’t know. Maybe because when hearts are set on fire, no complications can extinguish the flame.” “It can be a secret,” I softly promised. “Our secret—one hundred percent ours.”
