COLT
We can love just like rain
One drop too much and we'll drown
Wishin' I would be enough, 'cause I don't wanna lose
One drop too much and we'll drown
Wishin' I would be enough, 'cause I don't wanna lose
The reasoning curls over her like its own set of sheets. It makes sense, truly, all of it does. While she knows this, she doesn't feel it, not yet. All she feels is the threat that she's made a mistake she can't walk back from.
The slide of his arm across her now, body fitting in behind the curl of her, it's the perfect amount of pressure to stabilize the little hole she didn't mean to open back up. "Mm," she offers in agreement to his question, pressing back into his chest, arm hugging over his like he's the bedspread she means to settle into for the night. At the very least, she can be sad and comfy.
"Sank, Forn," she mumbles, sleep snatching for her quick the moment she closes her eyes. It might not be an unusual style of company for him to provide, but she can't recall the last time she just let herself lay in someone's arms without angling for something more out of it. It's easy enough with him, to finally relax for a change into a fitless sleep.
[FIN]
The slide of his arm across her now, body fitting in behind the curl of her, it's the perfect amount of pressure to stabilize the little hole she didn't mean to open back up. "Mm," she offers in agreement to his question, pressing back into his chest, arm hugging over his like he's the bedspread she means to settle into for the night. At the very least, she can be sad and comfy.
"Sank, Forn," she mumbles, sleep snatching for her quick the moment she closes her eyes. It might not be an unusual style of company for him to provide, but she can't recall the last time she just let herself lay in someone's arms without angling for something more out of it. It's easy enough with him, to finally relax for a change into a fitless sleep.
[FIN]
Nothing makes sense when you're gone, I need you around
I will love you like the stars love to shoot
And shadows love the moon
I will love you like the stars love to shoot
And shadows love the moon
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
