“When I brush my lips against hers, it’s so different from the kisses we shared the other day. There’s no anger. There’s no retribution. There’s just my need to connect with someone – with her. There’s my need to feel like a man she wants rather than a man to fix her problems.”

“When I brush my lips against hers, it’s so different from the kisses we shared the other day. There’s no anger. There’s no retribution. There’s just my need to connect with someone – with her. There’s my need to feel like a man she wants rather than a man to fix her problems.”

— K. Bromberg