And somehow, it happened in seven days, a beautiful catastrophe. An event some would say inspired by Elton John himself. One was oh so broken, and one was oh so determined.
Mr. Maddison never even saw it coming.
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Without looking up at me...
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And somehow, it happened in seven days, a beautiful catastrophe. An event some would say inspired by Elton John himself. One was oh so broken, and one was oh so determined.
Mr. Maddison never even saw it coming.
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Without looking up at me, fiddling with his fingers, he asked quietly, "Do you think this is a myth?"
I smiled, starstruck, like the celestial couples themselves. Maybe we were said couple. It was a wonderful thought. "A myth that will go down in history."
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Based on a true, mysterious house I saw on a walk, sparking inspiration.
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Forewarning, this story contains issues of sensitive topics. Reader discretion advised.
And to all those who may be struggling, with abuse, with internal conflict, with hurting, with simply living, there is only one thing I can say:
Fuck them all.
LGBTQ Service hotline: 1-888-843-4564
Suicide Prevention hotline: 1-800-273-8255
And if you're homophobic, might want to leave now.
