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Towards goodbye, I asked the question and your reply was a thoughtless echo as I stood, feeling as though I was shouting meaningless words into an empty canyon- just to hear them repeated back "I love you," you say for the first time. I turn my body to face yours. "Say it again." You say it over and over again, pulling me beneath you...

— Lang Leav


Somewhere between falling in and out of love, the question spilled from our lips over and over= readily answered with greedy hands and ravenous mouths. It was cautiously whispered on rooftops, looking down on terrifying heights and cried out under creased, white sheets in breathless admissions.


I LOVE YOU

Rarely do the words I love you precede a question mark, but it is a question nonetheless and your answer to mine was the incarnation of a wish, the fulfillment of a promise.




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Then came the crossed wires, the signal jam. The static that grew between us—its dull, murmuring protest. And I would question if there were others just like me, who had found themselves caught in your orbit. Wether I was just another celestial body, sent up from the ground; when the moon-the original satellite-is the only one you see from where you're standing.

— Lang Lear


As winter gave way to summer, the dust motes dancing in the sunlight blurred into pixels, and I gave my heart to a photograph. I wondered how I could be so afraid of losing something that wasn't mine.


VIRTUAL LOVE

We fell in love through screens, through satellites that carried our words acrossthe aching void. Night after night, we spoke about hands on bodies and lips on skin. After the silence, I would think of all the girls made of flesh and bone within your arm's reach.


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