fortune cookies.

<sup>it's so funny because when we're talking
i can point out the hundreds of thousands
of ways your so different from everyone i
know, from everyone i've ever known and
now that you've asked me to sit down and
tell you why your so different, what sets
you apart. and it's so fucking hard, because-

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i can't tell you how many
thousands
of butterflies surged through me when you said
"let's talk about you now."

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i remembered the night we spoke of
clouded moons and sunsets and candy
and i remember discussing the subject
of, if the world had two moons, if they
would eventually crash into eachother.
we spoke of it like it was really going
to happen, when the moons would
collide, speaking of the comets and
falling stars like they were the most
beautiful thing, like the armageddon
would be the best thing ever to happen
to the world. then you spoke of how,
when it happened, we'd be in the back
ground, together, laughing and screaming
that we had told them so.

you said together.

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i told you once that, something you had said was one of the
nicest things i had ever heard. it was. but, after i said so,
you told me i could find better compliments out of fortune cookies.
fortune cookies can't make my heart flutter like you do.

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everything about you is different. everything.</sup>