Theea
see the city and the ocean mist
I'm not sure what happened. I know that as I fall, I'm caught, cradled, carried. It's a dizzying blur, but it's so soft. My head falls against a shoulder that smells so familiar it aches, and it's like I'm weightless.
One moment I'm standing in the sand, and then I'm sinking into the soft old mattress. For a moment, just a moment, I'm ten years old. I'm being tucked in after I've fallen asleep on the sofa again, listening to one of mom's stories.
Fingers start combing through my hair, and I take heavy breaths, turning my head as I try to blink through the splotchy haze in my eyes, the fading flowers of black covering the stars.
Stars, inside.
My brows furrow as things clear. I stare at a sky that it's Caido's sky. My breath catches, I turn—
"Dad!"
The blankets fall back when I sit up and throw my arms around him, bury my face into him even as the room spins again. It's real, it's real. The tears are hot down my face - I don't even know when they started, hands fisting into his shirt like if I don't hold on as tight as I can, he'll be gone too soon.
"I'm sorry," I say, muffled, voice thick as my shoulders shake. "I'm so sorry. I tried, I tried—"
One moment I'm standing in the sand, and then I'm sinking into the soft old mattress. For a moment, just a moment, I'm ten years old. I'm being tucked in after I've fallen asleep on the sofa again, listening to one of mom's stories.
Fingers start combing through my hair, and I take heavy breaths, turning my head as I try to blink through the splotchy haze in my eyes, the fading flowers of black covering the stars.
Stars, inside.
My brows furrow as things clear. I stare at a sky that it's Caido's sky. My breath catches, I turn—
"Dad!"
The blankets fall back when I sit up and throw my arms around him, bury my face into him even as the room spins again. It's real, it's real. The tears are hot down my face - I don't even know when they started, hands fisting into his shirt like if I don't hold on as tight as I can, he'll be gone too soon.
"I'm sorry," I say, muffled, voice thick as my shoulders shake. "I'm so sorry. I tried, I tried—"
i wish you could be here for this
