Kaci, darling, some people spend their lives watching others dance, and some dance, leaving others watching. Who are you, Kaci?” he asks, his voice so close that I can feel his breath heating the tips of my ears.The song ends, and we keep still. Remi’s fingertip slides up and down the side of my neck slope, making my voice thicker when I speak. “I’m the one who dances and leaves others watching,

I feel a need to take her in my arms like I used to, but I can’t. And I want her to tighten her arms around me and sigh like she used to, but she can’t.

Believe me, when we kiss, and we will, you will know we kissed.”I laugh lightly, trying to break the tension only to find that I’m breathless. “That’s cocky.”He shrugs.“We’re not going to kiss.”He leans down, stopping when our foreheads touch. “Kaci, we will kiss. But not now. We’ll kiss when we’re unable to stop ourselves from kissing each other.

Hope- it's a strange, invisible thing, but people hold on to it tight because it's what we need to keep breathing. And it's what has kept me breathing for these past two years.

I'm a song. You're my lyrics.

The silence between us was the sweetest music this universe has ever heard.

And at the moment, I didn't think there was anything more beautiful than lying beneath the stars, with the person who held my heart.

Just breathe, my love. Right now, just breathe for me.

I so want to kiss you, Phoenix, but I won’t. I won’t kiss you until you want me to and not one second before that.