"i would do it all again if only i could"
she was spencer's moon. she brought light when he was in his darkest places. she was peaceful and calm. she practically glowed when she smiled at him or laughed at a dumb fact he gave. she was the center of spencer's galaxy.
she was spencer's flower. she was beautiful and colorful and a sign of happiness. something to show off to your friends, something you were beyond proud to call your's. spencer was beyond proud to call her his girlfriend.
she was spencer's sun. she was so bright you could barely look at her. she was a concept some didn't even understand, shining on all she encountered. a symbol of a good day or a positive act.
she was also spencer's drug. something he couldn't be without. he needed constant fixes of her to stay happy and calm. without her he felt like he lost a limb or a piece of his heart. she had a beautiful outside, but was a hell of a storm.
she was spencer's rainy day. something everyone loves and adores to see. from a safe space of course. rainy days are never fun when they're gloomy or angry, because they can wreak havoc. she was as adaptable in her moods like a rainy day.
she was all of spencer's stars. bright, colorful, unattainable. before she was his, he would stare at her, wishing he could hold her, love her, kiss her. but she always felt to far away, just like the constellations in the sky.
she was spencer's fault. the one thing that could make him forget everything, make him mess up, make him unreasonable and reckless. she was his weakness and his biggest strength. he would do anything for her, all she had to do was ask.
she was the reason spencer sat alone. the reason he cried in his apartment in isolation. the reason the team worried for him. the reason he bought a bouquet of roses. the reason he fell out of touch with everyone. the reason he neglected himself.
she was spencer's angel. watching over him as he sobbed for her. she encouraged him to move on, go on, with his life. motivated him to do what he did best and save people. she was his guardian angel, in life and now in death.
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