May 7, 2019
“I sat wrapped in a blanket, lost in thought, and then Flynn kissed me. And finally the pain I’ve felt for so long dissipated. So I kissed him back…Again. And again. It wasn’t just the right time and place. And it wasn’t because of the cold. Whether we admit it or not - we needed each other that night. I could see it in the way Flynn looked at me. I felt it in the way he took me in his arms, the same arms I used to run from – but not anymore. That night, I felt safe, and protected, and loved.”
