The Friday 56: My Life as a Country Album

Grab a book, any book. Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader. Find any sentence, (or few, just don’t spoil it) that grabs you. Post it.

My hungry little heart thumped at those words. You. Calling me beautiful. Even if it was only the way I swam. I scooted over so that my head was on your inner arm and stared out at the night with you. The thought of diving for someone else was an interesting perspective. To feel like I was good at something. To know that you thought I was good enough to do this. It was a little intoxicating. But my insides were still all twisted up at the thought of leaving you at practice and something happening.

Oh the feelings we get when we hear something that states that the ones we have feelings for might just feel the same. The slow burn may actually have its happy moment. It’s an incredible feeling. It’s also a terrifying feeling. It’s beautiful and terrifying! We can’t get enough of it though.

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