PHOEBE
She turned her head slightly when he spoke, looking at him with a melancholy expression. But words didn’t come to her right away. Instead she looked back at Pim, who was happily eating the sandwich that had been intended for her. What was there to say to that? She was sorry she was alone too? She was sorry about the blight too? What did he expect to get out of her by saying these things? She had made clear what she wanted from him, and he had made clear that he had no intention of giving that.
”There must be a reason I keep ending up alone.” she said softly, staring sadly into the fireplace. ”A reason why people tell me they love me but then leave…why I’m not worth fighting for.” she said quietly. Twice now this had been the case. Emmett said he loved her, but at any sign of disagreement he ran. He didn’t fight for them to be together like she did. Sunjata continued to say he loved her, and yet he went home every time to someone else because of guilt and refused to make a choice. She just wanted to be loved by someone and love them in return – and yet it eluded her.
”There must be a reason I keep ending up alone.” she said softly, staring sadly into the fireplace. ”A reason why people tell me they love me but then leave…why I’m not worth fighting for.” she said quietly. Twice now this had been the case. Emmett said he loved her, but at any sign of disagreement he ran. He didn’t fight for them to be together like she did. Sunjata continued to say he loved her, and yet he went home every time to someone else because of guilt and refused to make a choice. She just wanted to be loved by someone and love them in return – and yet it eluded her.
When dark creeps in and eats the light
Bury your fears on sorry night
For in the winter's darkest hours
Comes the feasting of the Vours
No one can see it, the life they stole
Your body's here but not your soul
