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Would You Fall In Love With Me?

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𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧

𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧

𝐍𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞

𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

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Cassi

Firefly.

Firefly. Firefly. Firefly.

I couldn't tear my eyes away. I didn't blink. Didn't breathe. Didn't move.

The letters bled into each other, warped and glowing on the page like they were aflame, like they had been scrawled across the inside of my ribcage and only now, only now, was I seeing them for what they were.

The sound of it whispered through my head, his voice, just barely, the echo of it catching on the jagged edges of my mind.

Firefly.

It shattered me.

There had always been something. A weight in my chest I couldn't name. A ghost of something I couldn't see, always just beyond the horizon of myself. Every time I chased it, it slipped through my fingers like smoke. As if I was on the edge of something and was never tall enough to get a hold without falling. Every time I reached for it, the moment came a second too late. 

But not this time.

This time, I jumped.

This time, I caught it.

I closed my hands around it like my life depended on it, my fists white-knuckled and stinging, but I caught it.

The world cracked open.

It didn't happen softly. It was not a graceful thing. No gentle return of stolen things.

It ravaged me.

Like floodwater through a broken dam. Like fire crawling down dry timber. Like light cracking the sky in a place that had only known dusk.

I saw it.

I saw him.

Ren.

My Ren.

I... remembered.

I remembered the first time I saw him, on that bridge, lit by the moon, his hair tousled by the wind, his shoulders heavy with things I didn't understand yet. And I remember thinking, with a quiet certainty that stunned me, that he was the most tragically beautiful thing I had ever seen.

I remembered the night we ran. How we didn't look back. I remembered the fort we built. Pillows and blankets and old fairy lights, a ridiculous little world tucked into a corner of the real one. I remembered falling apart in his arms there.

I remembered the ocean. How cold it was when we ran in, the sun in the waves. How we splashed each other like children, how we laughed so hard I thought the stars might fall just to join us. I remembered his grin. I remembered running down that hill at midnight, the feeling of his lips still on my neck.