from the mornings you ease to the evenings you quiet
I'm always thinking of you, I'm always dreaming of you
I'm always thinking of you, I'm always dreaming of you
It's a bittersweet notion, that Tal can so quickly and easily pack up his life. What's worse is knowing that she can do the exact same. After the breakup, her spa had been her home, which was really just a bedroom attached to the business side. Then she moved out to her first real home, and it had been small and lightly furnished, meant only as a space for the twins to visit and stay over at. After Enzo, she couldn't bear to stay there, and had moved closer to Deimos at the same time. Her home has always been based around function and utility, and what little isn't - her nest-bed, her sewing materials - can easily go into a few spare boxes and bags.
"I don't have much either," she admits softly, though Tal - who has practically lived with her since the war with all his visits - will surely know that. "But I'd appreciate the help. I was going to start packing as soon as I told you." She hadn't been able to stomach the idea of him coming over to see all the boxes already packed, what that might have implied to him. Now, there's no more reason to wait.
"I don't have much either," she admits softly, though Tal - who has practically lived with her since the war with all his visits - will surely know that. "But I'd appreciate the help. I was going to start packing as soon as I told you." She hadn't been able to stomach the idea of him coming over to see all the boxes already packed, what that might have implied to him. Now, there's no more reason to wait.
the valkyrie
say my name, say I'm yours
promise we'll never be oceans apart
promise we'll never be oceans apart
totally sniped from odd ilu
