"Yours is the light by which my spirit's born: - you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars."
- E.E.Cummings
n i n e
they arrived
at a small coffee house with
the words
teacup
on the top in big pink
blazing lights.
"where are we?" oliver asked, ever so silently.
nova shrugged.
she unbuckled her seatbelt
and got out the car leaving oliver
behind to
follow.
"what are we doing here?" he tried to ask
again.
"i'm thirsty." she pushed the door
leading to a deserted room
and took a seat at the counter bench.
a girl with orange
hair and a toothy
grin came out
with a badge on her shirt
reading 'uma'
oliver tried out her name on his lips.
"one coffee please," nova looked at oliver for
a second, and then back to uma, "and an orange
juice.
oliver smiled at nova, and she smirked back.
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Poetry"i was thinkin' about yesterday, when you asked me why i stayed, with this, and i didn't answer you. i didn't answer you, because i don't know why i stay. nova?" "yea?" "would you like to run away with me?" {cover: @guyswithguitars } highest...
