Clinging to the ruin of your broken home, too lost and hurting to carry your load
You know we all need someone to hold
You know we all need someone to hold
They both notice Vi's rose at the same time, and her offer is so smooth it's a shame she wastes it on him instead of some handsome beau. Laughing quietly, Harper leans over and plucks the rose as close to the base as he can, extending it across the table to her. "Perfect. Likely rarer and more valuable than anything I could have purchased anyway." So in the end he'll consider it as a point to him.
The humor dies thereafter, and Harper envies her consideration, her kindness. Even if it makes everything so much harder. "Because I'm tired of being forgiving." An admission that pains him, because he doesn't like to think that maybe all this hurt, all this abandonment, has changed him. Like maybe he's not the same man he was once proud of being. "How many times is the limit? When is it socially acceptable to end my own relationship?" And why should he care what other people think when it's his heart on the line in the end? Shaking his head slightly, more dejected than angry, Harper sighs. "Do I forgive her just because she couldn't control getting sick? Sure, I can hear plenty of people saying that. But why did she leave? Why without me?" Those had been her conscious choices. Didn't those still matter?
The humor dies thereafter, and Harper envies her consideration, her kindness. Even if it makes everything so much harder. "Because I'm tired of being forgiving." An admission that pains him, because he doesn't like to think that maybe all this hurt, all this abandonment, has changed him. Like maybe he's not the same man he was once proud of being. "How many times is the limit? When is it socially acceptable to end my own relationship?" And why should he care what other people think when it's his heart on the line in the end? Shaking his head slightly, more dejected than angry, Harper sighs. "Do I forgive her just because she couldn't control getting sick? Sure, I can hear plenty of people saying that. But why did she leave? Why without me?" Those had been her conscious choices. Didn't those still matter?
