Maybe sometimes Cupid runs out of arrows and only shoots one of us. Maybe the grief that perches by my neck is like loves souvenir. Maybe grief, the hollow being as it lives, is the receipt we carry as the weight on our shoulders to prove that we have once stolen the beating beauty of someone; all while their breath still coils this dark earth. And if this is true, I have loved well. Here is my proof. My proof is you Clay. But please, I beg. Please tell me that I'm not as forgettable as your silence makes me feel. - Extract from chapter 18💗 More info: i know ive been writing this since 2021 but i promise im still updating even in the big 2026 haha - NO SMUT (only like kissing or stuff like that) - included w chapters where some characters are in the hospital with injures but not too much into detail as to not make anyone uncomfortable!! - Contains car crashes and homophobia in some context - HAS DNF & KARLNAP Ongoing - 🫶🏻started in 2021

༄ Dream is the lead guitarist in a band, George is just a boy who happens to be the one Dream falls for. Little does George know this isn't the first time he's ever encountered the man he will slowly come to love. - tws/cws at the start of each chapter !! :) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED please ask for permission before attempting to repost/ use/ make new works/ with any content from this book. please contact me to discuss further through tiktok - @amymayfarrell_ instagram - @amymayfarrell