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It was 1983. Everyday was filled with color. Our clothes burned fluorescent yellow fire and electric blue flame. I craved all things neon. I dreamt of neon splashes defying the white walls of my room. Lying in bed, I dreamt of you. Every dream was neon colored. As I listened to my sole vinyl record play my song "I want to love you, P.Y.T.
Pretty Young Thing," I knew a love that was pure. As I waited to grow, I could sleep, knowing that Destiny
would bring me to you. My hot, black prince in red leather, covered in silver zippers. My
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A moment in time, chap.1Elian. His name was Elian and he was beautiful. I took him because he was beautiful and when he first told me his name, it sounded like music. Elian. Just try and say it, try and taste it as it flows down your tongue like ice, melting. Ice becomes water, water turns into steam that rises into the heavens and there it is – gone.A moment in time, chap.1
So is he. Elian. I tell myself that I set him free but I know that I killed him.
I only meant to have him, never love him. There is no such word in my language. We possess others, we take and have them, cast them aside when we no longer desire, but we do not love. Love is his word and once he asked m
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