To kiss in cars and downtown bars
Was all we needed
Was all we needed
Soh's cheeks heated at the faint hint of surprise on Maea's face. She'd thought that she would be over the shame of her actions from so long ago by now, that she would be able to talk of what she'd done without the sting of guilt. She'd thought wrong. "Maybe some people do," she acknowledged in a quiet murmur. "But... it was all wrong, with us. All I did was mess everything up for everyone." She still wondered, sometimes, what things might have been like now if she'd simply chosen Jude or Koa and stuck with her decision. Would she be happy? Or would things have ended, regardless?
But it didn't do to dwell on such thoughts, not when the outcome wouldn't make a bit of difference in reality. Soh just wished that she wasn't so lonely. Without Tarak to keep her company, she'd never been quite so aware of just how unhappy she was being alone. And maybe that was part of the problem. Maybe she needed to learn to love herself instead of expecting someone else to do it for her.
But at Maea's question, Soh paused in her sewing, setting the garment in her lap as she looked up at the ceiling. "I... guess I just want..." What did she want? Was it possible that her love life would never live up to the picture she had in her mind because the mental image was too blurry to make out? "I want there to be attraction and intimacy, but I want more than that. I want... I want to share my life with somebody who sees me. I want to know somebody better than they know themselves, and vice versa. I want... I want to figure out what love looks like and feels like when it's right." She glanced at Maea sheepishly. "I don't even know if that makes sense. How can I look for love when I don't even know what it is I'm looking for, really?"
But it didn't do to dwell on such thoughts, not when the outcome wouldn't make a bit of difference in reality. Soh just wished that she wasn't so lonely. Without Tarak to keep her company, she'd never been quite so aware of just how unhappy she was being alone. And maybe that was part of the problem. Maybe she needed to learn to love herself instead of expecting someone else to do it for her.
But at Maea's question, Soh paused in her sewing, setting the garment in her lap as she looked up at the ceiling. "I... guess I just want..." What did she want? Was it possible that her love life would never live up to the picture she had in her mind because the mental image was too blurry to make out? "I want there to be attraction and intimacy, but I want more than that. I want... I want to share my life with somebody who sees me. I want to know somebody better than they know themselves, and vice versa. I want... I want to figure out what love looks like and feels like when it's right." She glanced at Maea sheepishly. "I don't even know if that makes sense. How can I look for love when I don't even know what it is I'm looking for, really?"
You drew stars around my scars
But now I'm bleedin'
But now I'm bleedin'
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
