MIKO
"Well," I look at him sadly, not willing to let go. "Love is a little selfish. We have been selfish all this time, and they knew it. They didn't mind. Plus, we have been a little greedy with each other, I think, by now we know how we are, without pretending."
He chuckles, even though it's sad. "We are so caught up in ourselves that we sometimes forget or do not care at all about others. I worry about that sometimes."
"Why, baby?"
"I worry our love will hurt others one day, and we won't have anything to say because we knew all along and still chose to do us. Be us."
"Even knowing that it can be a destruction to everything we are creating, would you still choose me?" I ask him seriously, locking eyes with him. My heart is hammering and I know … I know this might not-
