“I'm in love with you, Karissa."
I freeze with the spoon halfway to my mouth and peer across the table at him. "I love you,too."
"No, I don't just love you," he says. "I'm in love with you."
His voice is so earnest it paints my flesh with goose bumps. "Is there a difference?"
"There is," he says. "When you love somebody, you want what's best for them… but
when you're in love with them, you want them for yourself. And they're not always the same
thing. Just because I want you, doesn't mean I'm the best thing for you… because I'm not. I
know I'm not. It isn't easy to reconcile. Because I know I should let you go, should let you walk
away from me right now, but I can't do it. I can't. I'm selfish, and I'm in love with you, and I
want nothing more than to keep you for myself.”
―
J.M. Darhower,
Monster in His Eyes