Rachel

     I've been in love with my neighbour for years. I wish I could say I had some self-respect when it came to him. I wish I could listen and forget about him when he blatantly tells me he doesn't like me. I wish I could say that when he kissed me last night for the first time, I didn’t kiss him back, or that I pushed him away and ran from him. But the moment his soft lips touch mine again, I lose all sense of time, place, and space. I lose all rationality.

I kiss him back instantly. His kiss is not gentle or romantic; it is demanding,...