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If she’s the flame, I’m the moth, and despite myself, I want to see her light up again and again.
“But I want to be someone you can always trust. I want to always have your back. I want to always be there, behind you, and I want to be so constant you never have to think about whether I’m yours or not. I just am. I’m there. I’m there and I always am and you never have to wonder whether I’d hurt you, and can you believe I rehearsed this?” he asks.
“You’re it, Violet. You’re all there is for me. It’s you or a life of austere hermitude. Let me be yours.”
She whispers my name like it’s a prayer and she whispers it like it’s a curse, and I never did know which I prefer.
