Alex Rosa > Quotes

“We are all trying to get over the person who broke our hearts. We are all far from perfect.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“Please don't trouble yourself with my scars. At least not right now, OK?”
― Alex Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“Our scars make us who we are. Some scars are just deeper than others.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“Jealous much, Matthews? Is it because I'm a favorite, or is it because you still want me?”
― Alex Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“you think I am going to give up now? I'm so close.”
― A. Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“He tangles his hand in my hair, and the other cups my jaw. Although I have this all planned, his lips feel shockingly sweet, swollen and soft, and more like home every time”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“I’m glad we can be friends.”
There’s that word again. It’s like a safe word.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“Every time his lips meet mine, my whole body begins a slow tingle that starts from within in my chest, and spreads like a wildfire.”
― A. Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“I can't tell if wanting you is selfish or stupid.”
― A. Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“I mean, aren’t we all tormented by past relationships?”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“It's an obvious challenge, but the risk feels too big, the leap too grand, the future too unknown”
― A. Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“I have worked too damn hard encasing that beating life force into a steel box.”
― A. Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“He grabs my face, watching my watering eyes. "No, no, I knew you wouldn't let me go without a fight. It was just going to take some time. I'd do the same for you. In a way, I hope that someday maybe I can save your life."

I laugh, trying my damnedest not to kiss him. It's simple, isn't it? "Jeremy, you already have.”
― A. Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“A wicked curve appears on his lips. “No, you’re wrong. I’m allowed to say whatever I want. What I’m not allowed to do is what I want.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“I didn’t know who I was or who I wanted to be until you stumbled into my life. I refuse to let you go.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“I chew my food, leaning back into the couch. “I loved him. That’s what dumb girls do.”
“You aren’t dumb.”
I try to hold back my smile. “I’m hanging out with you, aren’t I?”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“Are women literal creatures? I have to admit this is not my forte.”
― A. Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“I'm afraid if I say what I am thinking, it will be too much too soon.”
― Alex Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“Hey, come back to me.”
― Alex Rosa

“The way he looks at me makes me ache, but it isn’t fair. He hurt me first. He caused this ache from the start. This inside out, churning pain that feels mental and physical now.
I fiddle with my hands, peering up at him again, and all I can think is, God, I wish he’d stop staring at me like that.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“I can't believe I wrote that many words in a row.”
― A. Rosa

“I almost feel bad for declining, but I feel more terrible that I can’t stop looking at how his chest rises and falls with each of his frustrated breaths.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“The moment my bare feet make contact with the wood floor, my breath catches in my throat. Blake swivels his body around to greet me.
“Morning, roomie.”
His voice is like a shot of caffeine that ignites my body. How does he do that?”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“He doesn’t let me argue further as he returns to his room. I pray for my sanity that he clothes himself, because the last thing I need is the image of Blake’s naked torso dripping in sweat.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“Every time his lips meet mine, my whole body begins a slow tingle that starts from within my chest, and spreads like a wildfire.”
― A. Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“The truth is, I always want to kiss you.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“He’s so pretty it hurts.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“I half hoped he would be shirtless, but then wanted to smack myself at the ridiculous secret confession.”
― Alex Rosa, Tryst

“He is my normal. He is my home. He's alive. And I love him.”
― Alex Rosa, Emotionally Compromised

“You better get used to touchy-feely around here, sweetie”
― Alex Rosa, Emotionally Compromised