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— ❝ stick together? ❞
❝ i wasn't leaving. ❞ —
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i remember the night like it was yesterday, a sticky humid summer of mid july where what seemed like thousands of crickets chirped to the sound of kids having fun in the dark. one of them was me, the wet grass passing my pale skin and becoming entangled in my messy hair. i captured lightning bugs in a cleaned out jam jar, i let them buzz as i held them to my ear and ogled at them with my brown eyes.