I dedicate this pic to my friend Dave. I won’t be able to celebrate your bday back at home, but wherever your soul is, I hope is resting in peace and perhaps if you have reincarnated in the form of any living creature I hope you are happy #celebrating#life#after#death
“I won’t. I have never changed my mind. I’ve just fought my feelings for you. I know you can’t trust my words alone, but I want to earn your trust. I won’t hurt you again,” he promises and leans his forehead against mine. “Please don’t,” I beg. I don’t care how pathetic I sound. “I love you, Tessa,” he says and my heart leaps out of my chest. The words sound perfect coming off his lips and I would do anything to be able to hear them again. “I love you, Hardin.” This is the first time we have both openly said the words, and I fight down my urge to panic over the possibility that he could take them back again. Even if he does, I will always have the memory of how they sounded, how they made me feel.