"We were fires that could not burn. They say when I leapt, you fell."
— Kaddy Dee, VIRGO
E P I G R A P H :
We were a pair, born together like twins in separate wombs. I didn't realise I had known his heart in a past life until I first met him, a sunflower amongst a garden of roses, desperate for the sun's spotlight as much as everyone else. Maybe he was right about the rest of us. Maybe I was the stupid one in thinking that all sunflowers could become roses if they just tried hard enough. But sunflowers last up to three months and roses live to three days. Our beauty was our second tragedy. Even if we made a forever out of the three heartbeats we shared together, would I have lived for longer? Would he have waited for me in the next life?
I should have known he would wither and wilt when I came back because even sunflowers stop facing the sun when they're picked.
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