Once upon a time, the girl listened to her favorite song. Towards the end of the song the crowd came in and started singing, whoaaa, whoaaa, whoaaaa, all together in makeshift harmony; a beautiful cacaphony. As the girl heard the boy say his name, it reminded her of that song. A sound that ended life as she knew it.
It was something pure and vital. Something everlasting. Something with resonance. A deep rich chocolate sound. Something to savor. Something to protect. Something to love.
The boy asked her name, perilously. She cast her eyes down. Until now, shyness had never been so appealing to him. She whispered it, and it flew up into the sky. It sounded like laughter drenched in sunshine. It was something he wanted to hoard and hide away from the rest of the world; he didn't want them to ruin it.
Her name, that star, lighting up in front of him. Glowing. Her name, that declaration, ringing in his ears. Replaying. Her name, that breath, brushing delicately against his cheek. Warming.
Once upon a time, the boy really smiled for first time. That whole night, he barely talked. Just listening to her. That tantalizing voice rolling over words like water. Words, words, words, water, water, water. He couldn't bring himself to blink that often, he would miss something important.
Like her forehead crinkling. Or the grey flecks in her eyes. Or her hair all wild and windblown. Or the way she walked through the parking lot, lost into her thoughts. But then turning around and smiling at him, beckoning. Saying, the truth about forever is...Mothlike he drew closer.
Then just like that she was gone, magic ceased. Spell broken. Gone. Gone with a slow closing of those blue eyes. Gone, and running, sprinting away, far away.
The stadium lights went out.
-Whit
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