Only to Feel This Fully [Completed]

Only to Feel This Fully [Completed]

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Charlie Holloway has great friends, good grades, a steady part-time job he actually likes, and athletic ability that makes him a star in two sports, but recently it's all felt rather hollow. However, when childhood friend Theo Broussard comes back into his life, Charlie is shaken out of a years-long daze that has left him coasting through his teenage years. Theo just happening to be the star player for his school's biggest rival and his first crush only complicates matters further. When things get difficult, Charlie finds himself forced to choose between his current life following the path of least resistance or a harder but possibly more fulfilling one. "Only to feel this fully, this entire, the way snow touched bare skin & is suddenly, no longer snow" -Ocean Vuong, "Devotion" from Night Sky with Exit Wounds [Re-edited 4/18/20]
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There was a time when they had everything-passion, devotion, and an unspoken promise that they were unbreakable. But love, no matter how intense, was never immune to destruction. Somewhere along the way, they lost each other. It wasn't sudden. It wasn't one single moment that shattered them. It was the slow unraveling-the quiet resentments, the miscommunications, the betrayals they were too stubborn to fix. And when the final blow landed, it was devastating. Words were thrown like weapons, wounds were left open, and one of them walked away. But fate had a way of forcing people back together. Of making them face what they thought was long gone. Of testing whether what was lost could ever be found again. Now, standing on opposite sides of something neither of them could name, they were no longer the same people they used to be. Time had changed them. Pain had shaped them. But the pull between them-the one that had always existed-was still there, waiting. The question wasn't whether they could find their way back. It was whether they wanted to.

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