by Meghan Diane
Truth was, I knew from the moment I met Phoenix that things were going to be different with her. And that was exactly why the coin was so important to me. Madison had given it to me for the purpose of encouraging me to see other girls, but not get locked down. She’d given it as a reminder to not give my heart away until I was ready. And it worked, but not in the way she had meant it to.
The coin had become a symbol of protection. I would use it when I knew that my boundaries were becoming blurred, and when I might make a mistake that would stop me from finding the hands to hold my heart.
If I had never had it that very first night on the beach, I knew what would have happened. I would have let Phoenix kiss me. I would have let her share a bed with me that night. But instead I stopped myself, and she became something more than a “right now.” That silly subway coin helped me find what I’d always been looking for.
“Hey,” I whispered. “Do you remember when you asked me if I could be anywhere, where would I be?” I paused. “Well I’d be here, in your arms. Always and forever.” And this time, I knew it was true.
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