ariane mouton

ariane is someone you love so much, but too early. you tend to be too ignorant about love when you « love » her. too unfamiliar to the pure unconditional love she gives you, to the lovely words, the looks full of love, the slight weight of her head on you shoulder, chest or stomach. you dont think to appreciate those moments fully. and then you get scared when you realise maybe this is love, not just a teen crush, not just « love » but LOVE, and you ruin it all. not only that but ariane is a childish souk, in the best of ways, she rejuvenates you, makes you smile and laugh, to the point where you nearly piss yourself. but most of all, what shes best at, is filling my stomach and body with what feels like hundreds of thousands of butterflies. then you miss her, because not only did you let her go, ,but she seems to have let go.

“do you ever miss ariane mouton?”
“stupidly enough, yes.”