I Hated You First

by Rachel John

All I want to do is rearrange all the single people I know like Barbies and Kens, and none of you will let me.”

His admiration was not for show. It was not an act. It was solely about me and for me, and it filled me up more than any pretty words could ever do.

Chemistry was a funny thing. I truly believed you could create chemistry with a person if you both wanted it. You could choose love. You could build it. None of this falling out of love business.