Two halves of one entity.
He fell anyway, in every way. 3
Oh. Come. On. This was perfect. Really. Perfection.

This was so sweet omg I love!

That was beautiful. Maybe follow it up with what Donna's been thinking.

This was such a nice peek into Harvey's thoughts and his love for her. Beautiful!

So beautiful! This story felt like a warm and soft blanket wrapped around me. I was at peace with the world and myself. Really, you have a very unique style that I love to read. The way you describe everything is so vivid and emotional.

"Falling meant opening up to loss and failure. It meant giving something that he wasn't even sure he had to give. Love meant being good enough for her and he wasn't - or so Harvey told himself, but Donna never did." This is so true!

"That's freeing. That's less trying to be something and more... being. Being openly in love with her." Ooof, I love this!

"...Harvey's lost in the depth of them but found in her smile..."

So so wonderful! Please keep writing these special moments and stories! They're amazing!

so beautifully written!

Your way with words gives me all the feels.

I adore stories that show Harvey thoughts. He’s so soft when it comes to Donna.

Oh, woah. There was a musicality to this that made it almost read like poetry. Harvey’s ongoing epiphany around 8x16-9x01 is such a cool concept to explore and I loved reading your twist on it.

Wow wee... that was goosebumps gorgeous!

spot on, alyssa. i think you got that part completely right. he's always looked at her like that, it's like harvey said 'whether he knew it or not'. i love how you write, the atmosphere you create always comes across so well.

Another so very wonderful story! My heart is so full of love! For Darvey. For these words. For your writing. You have such an amazing way with words and I’m so in awe. Just sentence like:

- “He’s seen her as someone he wanted since the moment they met, and then years or months or maybe even minutes later, someone he loved.”
- “But in truth, he’d never looked at her in any way less than a want and even that, that small desire-only fueled handful of minutes erupted into something much more than he was capable of understanding the first time he heard her laugh.”
- “That’s freeing. That’s less trying to be something and more… being. Being openly in love with her.”

ARE POETRY AND ART AND I’M IN LOVE.

Thank you so much for writing this!

I loved it! ️️️