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Thorns encase my heart in a mess of brambles. My own parents don’t love me, so there must be something wrong with me. I belong in darkness.
We match. Black hair. Blacker hearts, dark and frayed by circumstance. But maybe we can heal our bruises together. Two broken souls finding solace and salvation in the depths of each other’s darkness.
We’re not watching the night sky because we need to make wishes, but because we want to show the stars we made our wishes come true anyway by finding love in each other.
