To Catch a Firefly

by Emmy Sanders

Only you. There’s only ever been you.

“If you ever decide to love someone,” he says slowly, “they’ll be very lucky.” He already is.

Me and you, we don’t have an ending.”

This actually broke me

was ten years old when I met Lucky. I knew it then, and I know it now. He’s a firefly. Luminous and wild. He was never meant to be trapped. Not here and not with me. And in a few days, I’ll finally watch him fly away.

This actually broke me pt 2

I think it was at thirteen that I first felt my heart beat for you. And break, just a little. Because I knew, like that tornado, you’d leave destruction in your path, and I’d be your willing victim. I’d do it again. I love you, my brilliant firefly.

Bro how is someone this perfect

“They’re beautiful.” They’re you. The closest I could ever come to capturing you.

I csnt

don’t ever want to lose…the place I have in your world.”

Fucking Ellis

“Ellis,” I say, at a loss for words. “My heart,” he says simply. “It’s yours.”

“Others…they might come and go,” he says slowly, gaze holding mine. “But I’ll always love you, Luck. Won’t ever stop.”

Papa says, voice full of feelings again. “Me and you, El. We don’t have an ending, do we?”