fruit punch lips

sixteen.

Your heart is in my heart, she says, her fingers fanned out. I follow her fingers, floating like constellations. She looks like a Mary Qian painting. Her hair is free and loose and like a halo around her hair. She is the sweetest, the light of my life.

hello all. This is the end because honestly I've run out of ideas lol. Thank you for your support. Thank you for following Dawn and Akilah for all this time. All my love. X coll