15 MAY 2017 AT 1:38

'It was dark there and cold, so we sat close to each other. I cupped my palms around my mouth and tried to blow some air out of myself but it was cold anyway, so I decided to rather feel it.

I could hear Amanda breathe, slow and deep, and it struck me for the thousandth time that her presence was relishing, like everything that made her exist wanted her to have a point more than anyone else.

"You look cold, Everett."
Her voice broke the silence of stars.

"Oh, I am cold, yes." I replied quickly.

She laughed, and you could see it in her eyes. Then she reached out her hand to me and I held it beneath my arm.

"I am cold and afraid." I muttered.

"Of what?" She said leaning towards me.

"Of the fact, that you are more beautiful than my eyes could possibly see and that I'd never be able to feel you truly. The thought that I'd never have something to make you feel things you have made me feel. The thought, that maybe we are just two different tales that would not fathom into a story.
But, you know, honest things die if you don't say them for too long and I love you."

"I love you too, Everett. I do."

She kissed me on my cheek and it was warm.

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