It’s hard t want to fit in and not be able to,” his voice came barely above a whisper. “They make us feel like it’s easier to lie than be truthful. Easier to hide than be seen. Make us feel like we did something wrong to not be like them. Like we made a conscious choice”.

At the top, he dipped the tip of his tongue in and tasted Caleb’s essence. Delicious. Another jewel-like drop appeared, as if by magic. Matt stole it as well.

Some say crying purges. I say it drains. There’s a difference. One takes the bad things from you to help close a space. The other opens you and leaves you empty.

Sometimes the only way you can get through the deepest pain is to distance yourself.

I can’t leave what I love behind.

This is where you’re going to tell me you’re gay, isn’t it?

He knew for the first time ever that someone existed who actually cared for him.

Amazing how a confluence of praise and lust can just make your defensive barriers collapse like Jell-O on a hot stove.

Forgive me for my sappiness, but it’s the only means I have to convey the molecular destruction I experienced caught in the vision of his smile.

He lids squeezed closed. They were the dams to the silver trails of his soul leaking out.