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— The Law Of Immutability
Mabel showing this to FiddAuthor randomly.
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It's been weeks. What are we going to do about-- about Sasha?
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I don't know what to do with all this love inside me sometimes. I can repeat it a thousand times a day to his face and it's never going to do justice for how I feel.
Some days I feel it's too much and I'm going to explode into a thousand little pieces from the feeling that's twisted around every cell.
It makes me feel as big and wide as the night sky, in one of those blessed places where every star humanity has collectively named is visible and the gripping vastness is squeezing me as I am at a loss for words because the words to explain how I feel don't exist, and how big the universe is makes me claustrophobic in reverse, a different word that I know exists somewhere, but I cannot conjure the term just like I cannot conjure an adequate admission.
I've explained this. I've tried to. He tells me pretty things and I want to believe them all. He makes me want to believe it. I want us to match.
And I need him, need him, need him to understand what I mean when I say that I cannot hand him a supernova because the way I feel for him would burn him up before the light from the star of me ever touched his skin.