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I look at the moon and think about how weird life is—that one place can hold one of my worst memories, but somehow there’s still room in it for a new moment to become one of my best memories.
My heart rate slows. My body sinks. I picture all the future days I wanted with Jordan. All the moments that could’ve turned into works of art.
Even if he didn’t literally glow, he’d be the brightest light among all the lights in this sleepy suburb.
