“Stop,” she begs. “You feel so deeply, babe. I see it in your eyes. You care too much, and with such a big heart, all it leads to is pain... I know. Don’t you see we’re the same?” The dark captures our whispers, and the bed is our sanctuary as I admit my darkest secret to her, letting her see past the jokes and flirting to the man who hides underneath. “I’ve had my heart broken so much it just became easier to pretend I didn’t have one... and then you came along.”
