[o] [SE] everything that we should be

To kiss in cars and downtown bars
Was all we needed

Sohalia had never thought of things that way before: as an experience to learn from, something that she could carry with her and look back on as something to never do again. She hummed thoughtfully as she sewed a line of stitches, then tied off the thread. Then she moved on to the next seam. "I haven't had much luck with relationships," she admitted after a moment. "When I was younger, I tried to date two people at once - one of whom was my best friend at the time - and I hurt everyone involved in the process." There was more to the story, of course, but it all came back to her own selfishness and greed. She had been the one in the wrong, and she'd spend a lifetime trying to right her mistakes.

"I recently reconnected with the other guy, and I thought we might try and see if we could make things work, but it just... never seems to work out." She glanced over at Maea, sighing heavily. "I just - I don't really know what love is supposed to look like, I guess. But I didn't think it was supposed to be so hard."

You drew stars around my scars
But now I'm bleedin'

Sohalia