One night you tell him, you tell him, “The moon is a crystal ball and I can see our future in it.” And his lips travel down your jaw and you feel his huff of laughter against your neck and he says, he says, “Tell me where our lives lead then.” You tilt your head up at the sky and study that white globe, full and ripe in the sky and say, “It shows us…together until we’re nothing but stars in the sky.” And he will hum and murmur into your ear, “Together…I like the sound of that.” And you do to.

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