inhale. tyler woke up with josh's name on his lips, and it tasted warm. like a salty ocean; everything beautiful.
exhale. he was so alone, and the world was so heavy, and he was so weak.
josh. he wore bruises in the shape of fingertips, and his lips were torn into a single name.
tyler. he was painted in scars that led to his veins, made to match the ones from before josh and the ones that josh had drawn on his own arms.
inhale.
exhale.
nothing to it.
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somewhere only we know (joshler)
Fanfiction"pressure creates diamonds," tyler said, and it sounded like he was reciting a poem. "or," josh countered. "it breaks you." he snapped his fingers and tyler winced at the crack that shattered the air. "or," tyler agreed quietly, watching the clouds...
