“I couldn’t take it anymore. All he’d ever wanted to do was hold me. Time and time again I rejected the gesture. But he laid there, looking so beautifully flawed and content. So I swallowed my pride, gripped him by his hair and pulled him in. And I, inexplicably fell in love with him… It scared me shitless, cause I knew this would be an irrevocable kind of love.“

- M. Matos