you are as lovely as the stars that shine from your eyes.
...
"and if we cannot be remembered?" harry asked, tracing louis' hand with his thumb.
louis sat up and moved away from harry. "then the affinities they had for us will no longer exist, and we shall fade into dust, a mere piece of evidence of the life and love that once was. but no one will be here to think of our faces, nor our thoughts, nor the tale we share."
harry gazed up at louis' shining complexion. "only the affinities they had for us? not those we have for each other?"
louis looked down at him. "those are not real, darling. they are merely your imagination trying to trick you into believing you want me to stay."
harry thought it was best to not admit the truth.
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