It was her, they all thought.
Her, her, her.
Her they needed, her they loved.
Then again, it felt wrong thinking they might not have each other someday—
They were family.
They had all met her separately— fallen for her separately, and when they found out she was everyone's her they cried.
It all came down to her, her, her—
Bookmarked by beccathemonctzen
16 Apr 2019