Look the Part

by Jewel E. Ann

“When people touch, they no longer feel like strangers. It’s a feeling. When humans share feelings, they connect on an intimate level. It’s why I love music. It can go deeper than words. Rhythm is the heartbeat of your soul.”

No one on their deathbed says, “Remember how incredible it felt to make wise decisions?”

“We didn’t have sex.” He keeps his focus on the contents of the file folder in front of him, thumbing through the pages. “We did. I finished out the scenario in my head when I got home last night. I was amazing. You were just okay. I have to say … you’re the first guy I’ve been with who cried during your orgasm. What you lacked in manliness, you made up for with complete tenderness. I will always remember the soft caress of your tears falling onto my cheeks.”

“Sometimes the world ends and forgets to take you with it. I get it.”

It’s extraordinarily hard to acknowledge our imperfections, especially when they cause something so devastating … but you are in fact just like everyone else. You’re human, Flint.”

“And you’re the first breath of oxygen that’s touched my lungs in ten years,” he whispers in my ear.

I want to be his greatest strength—and his greatest weakness. I want to be where he hides his lies and finds his truth.

Those who love you the most, will cherish what you cherish. They’ll nurture what makes you—you.