@resilientbcnes.
sunlight beams in his eyes and makes an effervescent halo upon the earth. it’s a beautiful day as the town transitions from spring to summer, and evidence roots from the wheat fields and the apples growing on the trees she’d once laughed at when he CLIMBED on. the sound of her laughter still echoes in his ears, a frail reminder in case she stops laughing for the rest of the day with what he wants to tell her.
he’s laying on her stomach, spring english novel perched between his calloused fingers, when he looks up at her and says it. there’s not really a PERFECT way to put all the words together, but he figures they’re pristine the way that they are. he breathes in deeply and fixes his eyes on her in his upside-down manner, finally alleviating the dissonance between his head and his heart.
‘ i love you, autumn belle kimball. ‘