june sixth.
the night the young lovers first exchanged their i love you's.
they were on the beach, limbs tangled together as the moonlight shon on their half exposed skin.
the clock read quarter to two, time to go home.
but poppy looked so pretty under the light of the moons and her body fit so perfectly next to his, he couldn't bear to leave this moment behind.
so they stayed there that night, falling asleep in each other's arms, making whispering promises of love in each other's ear.
a mere mile away that night, a drunk driver struck a tree and died. though this information held no specific significance to the couple.
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