◝ ' open to mascs and fems .
unfamiliar heaviness encases muscle within her chest ― tear stained cheeks on full display , masking rose-colored countenance . thoughts sift a mile a minute , grasping onto metaphorical straws , trying to find the right thing to say . did that sentence even exist ? the perfect string of syllables to accurately convey sentiment in not wanting this to be over . to never see them again ― thought alone has stomach doing flips , like heart has finally released it's tightness & strings , and dropped ten stories into the abyss of her gut . it's the best she can muster , blinking away threatening streams as shaky stature meets their gaze . ❝ you know , i would stay forever if you say don't go . . . ❞ unlike femme to plead , to allow vulnerabilities to be advertised , like she's suddenly made of glass . visible only to them . ❝ you don't have to give up on us . ❞
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