Let's be honest, Yaz - the majority of people here have stinky personalities," I stated, biting into my apple.
"Ameen to that!

He was smiling at her like she was something special. Did I agree with this smile? Maybe.

We lay there, under the stars, the moonlight enveloping us like a letter, folded together to be forever united, skin and bone trained to get along.

Deandre gazed at her like she was the stars, and he was a mere astronomer, searching her face for the constellations, admiring the beauty that was there

That was New York; a whole cacophony of sounds and tastes that all somehow came together to form something beautiful

The moon rose above the canopy and a dreamy mist swirled around our knees as we danced, fingers entwined and hearts in sync with the universe; just a prince and his princess, a boy and a girl, learning to love in a beautiful world.