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“You’re stunning in that dress. Scratch that, you’re stunning. The dress is just along for the ride.”
Being with Gabby is like wearing my headphones except instead of music drowning out the noise, it’s her making everything else fade to the background.
“What do you say, want to make some memories?” And then I kiss her.
“Did you just lick my chest?” “Mayyybe.” “You never cease to amaze me.” “Is that a good thing?” I ask hopefully. He grabs my bag from the floor and takes my hand. “Yeah, it’s a good thing.”
“They mean that you lived. You’re here with me right now. If you think that your scars make me want you any less, you’re wrong. I want you because of them. I want you because you’re here and you’ve made me feel more alive in the past month than I have my entire life. You lived and you brought me to life.”
I take a step back and just keep right on staring at her, wondering how I got so lucky and imagining all the ways I want to show and prove to her that I’m not lying when I say I think she’s beautiful. No, not just beautiful. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I want someone to love me for the ugly and the beautiful, and every shade in between. True vulnerability is being seen for everything you are, the good and the bad, and Zeke is the first person I’ve let see every part of me.
Inside my room, I stop short at the pink bike with a big red bow stuck to the basket, just like I said I wanted. A card pokes out of the basket and I grab it and sit on the bed, reading through the sobs: Someday I’m going to buy you a cherry red convertible. Until then… Zeke
