RoomHate

by Penelope Ward

“I notice everything about you.”

“We both came from broken homes, but from the moment I met you, my world seemed a little less broken.

Justin: I didn’t stay because of the gig at Sandy’s. Justin: I could have gone back to New York. Justin: I wanted to stay.

“No one’s ever compared to you, Amelia. You have to know that.”

“Don’t ever forget that I respect the hell out of you,” he said as he stuck his hand up my dress and grabbed onto my panties. “Why do you say that?” “Because I’m about to fuck you full of disrespect.”

All that time I spent mad at you…I could have been fucking you. What a dumbass.

I don’t like fighting with you. I love you. In case there was any doubt.

I never stopped loving you.

sometimes the thing we fear more than anything, is really what our soul craves the most.

“There is no music without you. Music is an expression of all of those things you live for…a reflection of the passion within your soul. I live for you. You’re my passion. You’re my music…you and Bea.”