I fantasized how no matter what happened, no one could ever come between us, call it wishful thinking, I called it a fact.
I rolled my eyes, trying to keep my eyes off his body, just the sight of his abs or arms was enough to make me want to get naked and let Carlo take over anything he wanted.
You took life by the horns and tried to hold on tight, for fear of being ripped to shreds, left bloodied and battered.
Life is a ride that we take, sometimes with a passenger, other times all alone. How you bounce back from life tells a lot about you as a person. Some people fight to the death, others are more a part of death and never truly understand why this is so...
