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| magicforest |
It's strange how many connections you make with someone that haunt you when he or she is gone, how many fragile gleaming little words tie you together, how many shining phrases conjoin you in the glimmering green space where "you" ends and "I" begins. It's funny how rubies and garnets and emeralds and moonstones and sapphires all become these little associations, little bits of spiderweb love that draw you close, hands pressed and holding, breath coming quickly. Every conversation, happy argument, maniacal war and candy-coloured moment that you thought was insignificant and just instantaneous are actually at a place like this, waiting to creep up on you with shivering fingertips and snatch you back. There are so many associations you make in love. There are so many ways for a person to be living in their own life, but a ghost in yours. plays the game properly |
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