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To the fractured and broken: You are worth fixing.
“Because… I remember every noise you made that night, every breath you took, the way your body trembled and swayed, molding into mine like it was designed that way,” I confess, the words spilling out of me like a pathetic purge. “I remember every goddamn inch of you, Melody, and you sure as hell didn’t feel like his girl.” You felt like mine.
She’s the only beam of light in this dark room—my only escape. She’s my moon.
Starlight and moonshine. The perfect complement to the dark.
“You taste exactly like your smile.” Melody’s chest heaves as she drags her nails down my jaw, then my neck. “What does it taste like?” “Mine.”
Melody will always be the sun, shining bright, a beautiful new beginning. But above all, she is my moon.
They say that home is where the heart is… And I know I found them both when I found her.
“My Melody,” he murmurs softly, his lips warm and tender as they linger. “My Magnolia. My moon.”
“What do you think is on the other side?” Parker doesn’t hesitate. He leans in, pressing a final kiss to my lips. “What you put there.” I smile. I’ll see you soon. With his hand held tightly in mine and his heartbeat pressed up against my cheek, I inhale a deep, contented breath, and I close my eyes. I’m ready now.
