a basket of eggs so fragile they might as well have been my own ribs that year. and i handed her every single one without realizing it. first time i watched it because she talked me into it. in like she was loading a gun. it's her favorite and she wanted me to see. this is me. this is the softest part of me. don't drop it. and i was already dropping it because i never learned how to hold anything that wasn't on fire. so Juli climbs the sycamore. and she won't come down. and she's already up there like she's been waiting for him her whole life which she has. the wind is doing that thing where you remember you have lungs and you remember you forgot how to breathe for someone else a long time ago. and i thought oh no. ohhh no i get it. by the time they're planting that tree together at the end i was gripping the armrest like a man watching his own autopsy. because it's not about love. love is easy, not?. love is the cheap part.

有趣的雙視角敘事 描述這對小朋友（？）的心理轉折

ah, never gets old

rob reiner🥹

cute