young and infinite | a short story

The script ends. No one knows what to say. These things aren't supposed to happen.
But they did.
We're not supposed to doubt ourselves. We're not supposed to do unspeakable things. We're not supposed to talk to strangers, let alone fall in love with them. We're not supposed to, you know, talk about 'these kind of things'.
But we did.
Who knows, maybe these will be our famous last words.