Rachael Lippincott

Did you ever think we’d date?”
I open my mouth, struggling to find the right thing to say. All that comes out, though, is a single word. The truth. “Yes.”
“Do you still?” she asks, rubbing salt in the wound.
I shake my head, pulling my eyes away from hers. “You like Cora.”

It was always you, Alex

And with those words, the barriers I’ve put up to shield myself from the world are finally knocked down. The boxes where I’ve locked my feelings away completely disintegrate. Until it’s just Molly and me and that force that’s been pulling me toward her since the very beginning. But neither of us is fighting it anymore.

“I love you too, Alex Blackwood,” she says, and it’s all the things I never knew an “I love you” could be, meeting me exactly as I am, without a single condition.
It’s coming home instead of running away.
Her hands unlock behind my neck, sliding down in between us. “Well, I guess I got the girl after all,” she says.
“See? I told you my plan would work.”
“Shut up.” She laughs and reaches out to grab the collar of my T-shirt, tugging me into another kiss.
And for once I actually do.

Everything is the same except in the only way that matters.

But the world can keep going on if it wants to.

I won’t.

Always forward. Never back.

See where the wind takes you.

Healing and sad all at the same time.

it feels like I blinked and the seasons changed

I traveled many roads to find this lost treasure, this piece of me,