20 | my ode to you

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She wanted to remember the entirety of him, a nebula of indelible greatness.

Him, and his tendency to tilt his head and bat his eyes whenever he looked at her, his big red shoes and his favorite patterned sweater.

Him, and his love for math, how he thought every equation was an adventure for the solution.

His singing voice, his soft lips, the first present he's ever received, and how brightly he's shone. How brightly she's shone with him.

She never wanted to forget.

And following the warmness of her heart within every beat, the lightness of it all, she knew she never will.

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