i cried. you cried? we all did. thank you so much for this pep talk. hope you’re convinced and ready to breathe in a literal masterpiece.
“when the cicadas stop crying” YOU MEAN WHEN I STOP CRYING this troupe is so fucking maniacal imagine loving someone for so long and them never knowing so you’re just … stuck. and it’s hurts but you’re also scared that if it doesn’t hurt you don’t love them anymore and FUCK WHAT THE FUCK I HATE THIS STORY (i love it so much i cried)
one of the very few short stories that brought an immediate tear to my eye. it was beautiful. it HURT. somehow, not knowing what happens in the future is both comforting and agonizing. did he meet him again? did he know it was him? did he finally confess after everything that happened? are they finally happy?
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