"Persist"

I once told Logan that every time I touch someone, a little piece of them lingers in my head... becomes part of me. Bobby is a part of me, now. His kiss... his frosty kiss, so cool it set me on fire... is in my soul.

I feel it like a chill running down my spine when I see him in the hallway at school, our eyes meeting. In that moment, his arms wrap around me one more time, lips seeking mine and we kiss again.

But only in my mind, only in my soul.

I want to try again.