she kissed him
goodnight,
and whispered,
"i love you. "
"i love you too,
yeon mi.
very, very
much. "
'but i really
hate your
smoking habit,
did you know? '
he watched
as her tears fell;
watched as her
frozen heart
collapsed,
and he smiled.
"don't cry, darling
because i am
nothing
without you. "
(darling,
the stars
don't shine
for you. )
END
—smoke & mirrors
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Fanfictionit's like a cycle for the weak; she smokes, and he doesn't.
