"I loved moments like this- moments that held meaning, the kind of memories that would flash before your eyes when you died because they fell so close to your heart. I memorized everything; the way his arms warmed every part of me that they touched, they way his breath clouded the air above my head, the way his smell surrounded me with a familiarity that made me feel a sense of home." A story of secrets, drama and cliches that'll either make you swoon or cringe- most likely the latter because I started this when I was like 12