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Lily & Lysander. Summer haze.
When they were together, everything shone so brightly, but never so much that it hurt their eyes. It was a bliss captured in a summer haze, sparkling and vivid and perfectperfectperfect in every way.
Their hands would fit like pieces of a puzzle, their eyes would interlock and whisper promises of eternity, forever, always, and their lips would seek each other and reveal a longing burning through them when they met.
However, it didn't matter that the sun was shining at them right now, because there would always be dark clouds awaiting them underneath the horizon, prepared to drench them.