"You're in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won't tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you've done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you're tired.
You're in a car with a beautiful boy, and you're trying not to tell him that you love him, and you're trying to choke down the feeling, and you're trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you didn't even have a name for."
Richard Siken
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"'I love you,' I say to him, only it comes out, 'Hey.'
'So damn much,' he says back, only it comes out, 'Dude.'"
Jandy Nelson
So this is my short story inspired by the first quotation (the latter I decided I had to include because it kept popping into my head while I was writing). Enjoy!
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Flat Tire
Short StoryEvery night, Jamie gets a lift home from his co-worker, Will. (Not so) coincidentally, Jamie has been hopelessly, desperately in love with Will for the last eighteen months. Will, on the other hand, has a girlfriend. And so it goes, Will drives Jami...
