I couldn't utter my love when it counted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Koa sighs - not in resignation or exasperation, simply a weary exhalation, a blow-up bed deflating under the weight of the world. "I know. And I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have suggested it." It's just that the youthful, boyish part of him still years to have someone else take charge, to see problems solved by more capable adults. But he's learning about heroism, what it isn't and is. And not every hero, it turns out, is like the characters in his stories. Some of them are softer, quieter. Someone of them, like Lena, do good by being good. No matter the cost.
Slowly Koa rises to his feet, dusting his hands on his pants. Turning to Lena, he extends his hand to help her stand, smile still apologetic and sincere. "Sorry, Lena. I'm in a weird headspace today. Can I buy you lunch to make up for it?" he asks, copper eyes puppy-like and glittering with hope.
Slowly Koa rises to his feet, dusting his hands on his pants. Turning to Lena, he extends his hand to help her stand, smile still apologetic and sincere. "Sorry, Lena. I'm in a weird headspace today. Can I buy you lunch to make up for it?" he asks, copper eyes puppy-like and glittering with hope.
Koa
And I couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
Ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
totally sniped from odd ilu
