prologue

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it was 12:17 am when I fell in love.
not 12:16am or 12:18am.
12:17am

it clicked instantly like the lighting of fire once the matchsticks were thrown on top of yesterday's paper.

i didn't want love
and neither did you.

but i guess love just kind of came out
and bit at you.

like flames jumping out to lick you, burn you.

but he wasn't the fire, he was the sun.
and i was neptune.

revolving unwillingly around him.

and i loved having the honor of falling for him in a world full of gravity.

because what's easier than falling when you already have someone pulling you down?

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