history, like love

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There are planets orbiting her eyes and her mouth tastes like the ocean; in her head she hears a shatter, like her soul has pried her ribs apart in a desperate, aching attempt to reach his. “If I could have picked anybody,” he murmurs, “it would have been you.”

These words hurt just as much as the truth always does.

Words: 15094, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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