oops i deleted this

consider: this is deadass how victor describes his fiance to strangers when he’s looking for him lmao (insp)

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i haven’t looked at the stars in a month.

summer pushes at the night sky, golden fingertips clinging to the light for as long as they can keep a steady grip, but even at 12am when the moon has won what little war was waged and taken her place i still don’t look at the stars.

it’s an easy thing, to open a window, to step outside.

to tilt your head back and breathe in the breeze that whistles unseen through the trees. the sky speaks in a language only the earth learned and i used to trace the words when they came with the rain but now even storms are silent.

i haven’t looked at the stars in a month and i miss them.


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