it wasnt strong, impulsive and demanding. it came across as something gentler, quieter, warming. you can call it chance encounters, but chance encounters are what that keeps them going, keeps us going in tandem.
fingers interlocking, the world around them was hushed at a little past 1am, the air musky from the evening rain. nothing else felt more right than the warmth against her arm.
so natural, like how the sky would reveal its splendour of colours during sunset. turning darker and darker, painting blue on blue, stroke after stroke, shade after shade, till the spell ends and all the birds in the vast darkness are silenced.
the lack of stars in the sky didnt mean that the cosmic order overlooked this, afterall, they were the only two stars in their infinite universe.
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WAH SO IN LOVE AH SOMEONE
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