I looked up at him as he studied the book I gave him. We may be known as just study partners. But to each other we mean so much more. The kisses we have behind the bookshelves. The romantic notes we pass to each other. He is not the one I belong with but the one who owns my heart. Our relationship stays secret but our passion grows wild. If the man I belong with knew about the kisses we shared, or the notes we wrote, he would never love me again. I try to stop this mess I made but fall to my knees every time. Should I tell him the truth and lose the one I belong with or keep both of them at the risk of losing both of them.
~ Kaylie M. C.
