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“Her hand slipped from my face. But I was certain that she left a mark behind on me. I was convinced that anyone who looked upon my countenance would know her hand had been there.”

Vincent. Vincent. Vincent. You’re the damn standard.

“He dreamt of me before I knew of him. His soul found mine before I even knew how to look for his”

The yearning!! UGHHHH

oh this is gooooood

Beautifully poetic