sh - a mix Elara had grown oddly fond of. She arrived early, of course. Ten minut

lines. The light was softer here, filtered and gray, like the world was wrapped in a b

m A

part

didn't

really talk to him - without her heart climbing into her t

ell across

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m. Like he didn't have any

her, his dark hair damp from the rain, a few strands curling above his

t a battered copy of Leaves of Grass. The cover was torn. The mar

anaged. "I ju

om earlier - like he saw something

page in his notebook. "Compare and analyze the emo

voice, this time. Liam looked at her

handle emotion," she said, gaining confidence by the word. "Someth

apping his pen

ike po

that she didn't - it was

me of it. Not all. I like th

d just handed him a line of

t's like they say what you're feeli

t full. Full of the space between two people wh

d forward sligh

gested. "You choose one, I choose one.

tiniest bloom of excitemen

Elizabeth Barrett Browning's How Do I Love Thee? - something she'

an eyebrow.

"I like the quie

eld up a page. When I Have Fears Th

," he said. "The fear of missin

gain - just for

red if he could