[emo creative writing practice] What would it feel like to love? To really truly adore someone, so much so that their flaws are like shadows: intangible and weightless and only visible if you squint. Their every action, every interaction with you you have managed to memorise, to hoard like a dragon with his gold, and during the lonely nights, you bring them out in the pressing darkness where they glint and shine and sparkle and keep. You. Warm. Ignore his ignorance of your feelings. Pretend, just for a second, that that warm smile, the one he flashes you while he tells you about some minor infatuation, is for you. And finally, when he stands with another on the altar, close your eyes and imagine that he recites his vows to you.

What would it feel like to love? Oh, I couldn't imagine. [/emo creative writing practice]

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