Flora
His question catches her breath on the inhale, like her lungs weren’t expecting the shape of it. Afraid? That hadn’t been the word in her head. She’s been angry, heartbroken, unravelled—but not scared. Or so she thought. "It’s not always awful," she interrupts softly, the first thing she needs him to know.
She draws in a trembling breath, the wind beading her tears into her lashes as she turns her gaze back to the ocean. The salt air tastes like memory and mourning. "I don’t know how you’re supposed to walk away from love once you’ve found it. I thought Jack and I had reached that point. I thought we were done.." A tear slips down, and she rubs it away with the curve of her shoulder, voice cracking as she confesses what’s nearly broken her to carry. "Jack is a fight I've never walked away from, and now that he’s trying—really willing to try—how do I pretend that doesn’t matter? That it didn’t take everything to get here? That it doesn't deserve one last chance?"
Flora turns her face to him again, eyes full of Kaisel’s reflection and everything she’s holding. "But you’re the joy I didn’t know I needed. Being with you feels like colour I’d forgotten existed." Her voice breaks, not from doubt, but the unbearable truth of it all. "And I want that." She squeezes his hand, hiccuping back a sob. "There’s no scale for this. No right answer. And I wish there were, because I am trying. But this isn’t a choice between right and wrong. It’s two pieces of my heart, both real, both whole." It wasn't even halves of her heart, it was just different shapes of it, and the love within that promised vastly different futures.
She draws in a trembling breath, the wind beading her tears into her lashes as she turns her gaze back to the ocean. The salt air tastes like memory and mourning. "I don’t know how you’re supposed to walk away from love once you’ve found it. I thought Jack and I had reached that point. I thought we were done.." A tear slips down, and she rubs it away with the curve of her shoulder, voice cracking as she confesses what’s nearly broken her to carry. "Jack is a fight I've never walked away from, and now that he’s trying—really willing to try—how do I pretend that doesn’t matter? That it didn’t take everything to get here? That it doesn't deserve one last chance?"
Flora turns her face to him again, eyes full of Kaisel’s reflection and everything she’s holding. "But you’re the joy I didn’t know I needed. Being with you feels like colour I’d forgotten existed." Her voice breaks, not from doubt, but the unbearable truth of it all. "And I want that." She squeezes his hand, hiccuping back a sob. "There’s no scale for this. No right answer. And I wish there were, because I am trying. But this isn’t a choice between right and wrong. It’s two pieces of my heart, both real, both whole." It wasn't even halves of her heart, it was just different shapes of it, and the love within that promised vastly different futures.
I hope you're sweating the bigger stuff,
finding some peace in an honest love
Hope you stop when you've had enough & throw the towel in
finding some peace in an honest love
Hope you stop when you've had enough & throw the towel in
Code stolen from Queen Sky
