Oh my goodness you have a way with words that I can't even...like...you make me loose my words...your words are that powerful. Every single letter in this whole fic isbeautiful and real and painful.
there were only two stars at night without you. one bright, one fading - like you had been scrubbed away from me. i’m not a poet, i’m sorry. you’re still my star. x
i kept the jumper we used to share. i kept the memory of your morning smile to help me get through the days. i kept you with me, always. i felt you there and my hand has always been reaching for yours. x
"I am not a poet, this wrote itself."
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Ugh, this was so dreadfully, heartbreakingly emotional. I really, really loved it. The prose was so .... almost numb, but in this way where it's sort of like how Harry's trying to pull away from Louis to not let his emotions/dreams/etc get the bet of him. Um. I'm not very good at explaining, but I absolutely adore it.
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one bright, one fading - like you had been scrubbed away from me.
i’m not a poet, i’m sorry.
you’re still my star.
x
i kept the jumper we used to share.
i kept the memory of your morning smile to help me get through the days.
i kept you with me, always.
i felt you there and my hand has always been reaching for yours.
x
"I am not a poet, this wrote itself."
;__________________________;
Ugh, this was so dreadfully, heartbreakingly emotional. I really, really loved it. The prose was so .... almost numb, but in this way where it's sort of like how Harry's trying to pull away from Louis to not let his emotions/dreams/etc get the bet of him. Um. I'm not very good at explaining, but I absolutely adore it.
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The quotes are from Raw With Love by Bukowski and Snow and Dirty Rain by Richard Siken :)
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