the sky is all i have
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god purposefully scattered the stars on the face of the sky- 'i love freckles', he would say as Life dripped from his lips. Vee knew that the stars were always above her, enveloping her consistently, but the smell of the night was a memory she did not want to cheapen with remembrance. the structure of his lower face, the cleanliness of his fingernails, the freckles on his arms. only god knew this feeling.
just a girl with a unique and pretty name going through a massive existential crisis. until she meets a boy, that evokes emotions in her that she was so desperately searching for. will she regret ever getting so close to something so beautiful?
how could he let her get so close when he knew all along?
will she regret all?
or will the night make up for the desolation?
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