Later when they asked her what happened, she’ll lie. She’ll say she never loved him, that it was all a lie.. a two week crush that never got past scribbling his name on the back of her math book. But she always mixes a little bit of truth into it. She exists outside of love in all of the space that those four tiny letters can’t fill.. where the people you can’t live without are the ones who will save you, kill you, or both.