Stepbrother Dearest

You were the best thing that ever happen to me. I hope that someday I can say you were one of the best, but for now, it's only you.

A broken heart is still a beating one.

The "one that got away" was supposed to stay away, not come back and leave you all over again.

A life can be defined by its hardships or its blessings. It’s all a matter of how you look at it.

I never had a problem with the way you look at me. My issue is the way it makes me feel when you look at me: things I’m not supposed to feel, things I can’t let myself feel for you. At the same time …nothing felt worse than when you stopped looking at me, Greta.

I want to be the only one to show you everything and to be the one you'll always remember for the rest of your life.

I know I’m not supposed to care. But when it comes to you, what I’m supposed to be feeling has never seemed to matter.

you can easily switch the letters of a word around to see another hidden meaning, such is life.

It’s funny how you can spend your entire life wondering if there’s a God until suddenly in a time of crisis, you’re begging Him for help as if you’d never doubted He existed.

You’re the only girl in the entire world that’s forbidden, and fuck me if that doesn’t make me want you more than anything.

I know that despite my warning, you gave me a piece of your heart anyway last night. And even though I tried to stop it, I gave you a piece of mine. I know you could feel that happening this morning. I want you to keep it with you tucked away. And when you decide to give the rest of yours to another guy someday, please make sure it’s someone who deserves you.

I preferred to be alone than to give myself to someone with whom there was no spark.

He was hers. I was his. It. Was. Fucked. Up.

Please tell me I’m gonna have to sleep with you to get ahead in my writing career.

Through death there was life. Through hate there was love. I looked down at my son. “In the end, there was you, and that made it all worth it.

So much time had gone by, but emotionally, it still felt like yesterday.

I never wanted to see you again, Greta. It’s so fucking good to see you again, Greta.

Greta…fate gave you an opportunity. Don’t fuck it up,

You were the best thing that ever happened to me. I hope someday I can say you were one of the best, but for now, it’s only you.

As hard as it may be to believe, I never meant to hurt you, and I sure as fuck wouldn’t stand by and let someone else hurt you, either.

Physically, he was my dream and in every other way, my nightmare.

I want to give you a choice depending on what you’re in the mood for.” “Okay.” “We can go find the nearest hotel, and I can make love to you in a bed or...” “Okay. Or?” “Or we can go outside right now and fuck hard in that alley.

Holy hell… his tip was pierced. What a way to be introduced to my first live one.

That embrace had made me realize that it was absolutely possible to genuinely like someone that you were insanely jealous of.

I want to be the first one to show you everything and to be the one you’ll always remember for the rest of your life.

As I write this, what she definitely doesn’t know is that a few years later, I came back for her, but it was too late.

The “one that got away” was supposed to stay away, not come back and leave you all over again.

I still dream about your neck. I still think about you every day. For some reason, I just needed you to know that tonight. Please don’t write back.

He stared at me long and hard before I felt his hand wrap gently around my neck. That seemed to be his thing. I loved it.