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𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐭

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐈'𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐢𝐭?

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Lando POV

Heaven.

People believe that heaven is a place in the sky, a land of angels and endless bliss. I had always been told this, for as long as I could remember. But they were all liars. Every single one of them.

Because heaven was here.

Heaven was her.

It always had been. I knew from the first day that she was special, someone who could bring me peace in a world that had long ago forgotten the meaning of the word. The only thing I hadn't realized was how much I needed it.

How much I needed her.

It was a strange feeling the one of peace, of tranquility, of pure and utter bliss. But she always had that effect on me. When she was in my arms, I felt like I could conquer the world. Or at least survive it.

It was that smile.

The first time I saw it I knew that I would follow her anywhere. I would be anyone, simply to see it again. And I would do anything to be the reason.

It was impossible for her to be closer, and yet I still wanted more. I was wide awake now, my mind buzzing and swirling, but I didn't move. I wanted her to sleep. So I just thought to myself and let my mind wander, only to find that it always led back to the same place.

Her.

Because ever since I met her, no one else has been worth thinking about.

I would say that she reminded me of home, but it would be a lie. Unlike home, she made me feel safe. That's all anyone wants in the end, isn't it? To be safe. To be loved. To be enough.

As she slept, I traced her features with my eyes, committing them to memory. Her breathing was even and steady. I stared down at her, taking in every detail, every freckle scattered across her nose and cheeks like a constellation of its own. Her hand was curled around my bicep, her grip loose but secure, as if she was afraid I would vanish if she let go. The feeling was mutual. I didn't want to let go of her, ever. I wanted to keep her here, safe in my arms, where she belonged.

Gently, I brushed a stray hair from her face, tracing the curve of her cheek with the pad of my thumb. I felt my heart swell. This was it. This was the moment I realized that she was not just someone I wanted; she was someone I needed. Someone who had the power to both soothe and set me aflame.

She was perfect in every way. Her mind, her soul, her heart. It was like she was made for me, tailored to fit into the jagged pieces of my own.

But there was fear, too. A fear that had been festering in the back of my mind, growing with every moment we spent together. She couldn't stay. We both knew that this could never last forever. But some part of me had still held out hope. That maybe we could find a way.