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She was the golden strand running through his life, tying his past and future together in a harmonious bow.
Whatever a soul was, it could be carried in a notebook.
We had loved each other for so long, through the darkest times in history, through impossible circumstances, through terrible fates and insurmountable grief. The joy and pain we shared had knotted the very fabric of us together.
Because that’s the thing about humans—we leave traces of our souls everywhere, as unique and identifying as fingerprints.
How does the candle of hope in your chest never burn down to the wick?”
Perhaps he was my true homeland; our existence a language only we could speak.
“My heart beats for you both. You are the lights of my life. I hope you know that.”
It is all so foolish, to love and be loved, knowing it will always end like this, and yet I yearned for it more than I yearned to breathe.
We were nothing, but we felt like everything.
What even are we without us?”
