Auriane Desombre

I know I’ve given him no reason to believe that I’d be into anyone but a him, but the choice of pronoun still stings a little.

This road starts with hand-holding and excessive eye contact and blushing, and ends in disaster.

She gives me a small thumbs-up, and the tension in my shoulders eases

But Emma’s looking at me like she cares about what’s coming out of my mouth, like she wants to take care of the feelings behind the words. She’s never looked at me like that before. I’m not sure anyone has.

I don’t know what to do next, but she lowers her head onto my shoulder, and we sit there, our hands together, my head on hers, as if we are the only two people in the world.

Death before dishonor

because for some of us, coming out in some way is an inescapable part of falling in love.

You’ve wanted a big sweeping romance your whole life, and now that it might happen, you can’t run away fast enough.

“I’m not sure how much help I’d be