Christmas was definitely the best thing ever, even better than pizza. But instead of all her favorite toppings, Amitola was surrounded by all her favorite people.

He was smiling at her like she was something special. Did I agree with this smile? Maybe.

Deandre gazed at her like she was the stars, and he was a mere astronomer, searching her face for the constellations, admiring the beauty that was there

That was New York; a whole cacophony of sounds and tastes that all somehow came together to form something beautiful

The moon rose above the canopy and a dreamy mist swirled around our knees as we danced, fingers entwined and hearts in sync with the universe; just a prince and his princess, a boy and a girl, learning to love in a beautiful world.

Love was not an easy thing to find on this island. But it sure was an easy thing to lose