“Tell me.” I loved it when he was like this. “I’m going to be the first.” He took my palm and held it to his. “Swear it.” “Why me?” “Because you’re the reason. Swear it.”
when you tell your significant other that, despite all options and all fates that are tragic and bad for people like you (people with a destiny, a fate. people doomed by the narrative), you will still be the happiest and the best of your kind because you have them. you are in love and that makes it better, different. The fates won't claim you today for this. I am not normal about these two
