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────── hear the wind sing

















i.          rowan &.   lucas

hand in glove the smiths
take my breath away berlin
nervous the neighborhood
i always knew the vaccines
luna the smashing pumpkins
right side of my neck faye webster
everyone adores you matt maltese
(at least i do )
i know places lykke li
sweater weather the neighborhood

❝ and if the people stare, the people stare. ❞


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ii.            rowan hargrove

constellations duster
moment vierre cloud
little bit lykke li
entombed deftons
not allowed tv girl
gave you my all juggler
back to the old house the smiths
ykwim? yot club
mama's boy dominic fike
smells like teen spirit nirvana

❝ either i'm in heaven, or i'm in hell. ❞



















the wind continued to entwine
its soft fingers through
his dirty blonde hair. sending goosebumps
to his delicate and fair skin , causing his chapped lips to twitch ever so slightly.
his narrow, thin face with prominent
cheekbones and chin stayed
neutral like usual with a raised silent brow.
i was mesmerized by his every movement
that seemed to go by so flawlessly ,
when he moistened his
cracked lips with his tongue
before spreading into a smile.

he was staring right at me , his gaze darting downwards to my lips. i wanted to reach forward and pull him in to attach our lips as desire burned off my tongue. i didn't realize that i was falling for him until i actually did it. i kissed him.



     the point of view of lucas sinclair

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