For the Next-Gen Drabble Tag!
Lysander & Mollyii & Louis. Abstract.
It's like two different worlds, Molly thought whenever she questioned it.
Well, it—what even was that? Funny how it could be defined by two simple letters, how it even fitted in there—all those feelings that were so enormous she could hardly prevent them from causing her to explode.
Because it couldn't be underestimated. Not when she had the clearness and brightness with Lysander, and the blur, the abstract forms that overwhelmed her when she was with Louis.
There was too much to fit in "it" and they couldn't be put in there together, because "it" was too different.