You are pale and unpredictable, a moth, if you will. The boys try to shine as bright as they can to attract your attention. You will flutter and flail around them, and each one will feel special in your presence, but to you, they are temporary warmth and solace from the darkness and nothing more. No single one will keep you forever. You will fly on without hesitation, barely remembering the slightest details about them. They, on the other hand, will always burn bright in the darkness just for you. Hoping for your return, they will ignore the odds and fight back the tears as they cry your name.
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I could fuck up a one car funeral 
that sounds quite familiar to me, i had a friend who was my other half for a very long time who fit that description… we dont talk anymore… its hard to be close to someone who reminds you of the sun… your writing is beautiful though.