bury me in satin

Adam Some things you do just to see how bad they'll make you feel Sometimes you try to freeze time 'til the slots are a blur of spinning wheels Amalia fell into him and Adam wrapped his arms tighter around her, stroking her shoulder blades with a gentle comfort only reserved for those he really cared for. Letting out a shaking breath as she sobbed against his chest he wished he could just wave a hand and cure it for her, make it all better; he'd even have given away his new shifts for it. But no matter how much he wished the world ran on easy deals, it never did. Her tear-logged question nearly broke his heart, though luckily he had something to give her in answer. "Hey, yeah you will. Absolutely." He moved back just a little so he could look at her eye to eye, his arms still holding her close. "Shit happens and it hurts. Believe me, I know - and sometimes you gotta cope in not great ways for a bit and sometimes it changes your whole life, but if you're a strong person, you keep going and you find the good shit to live for between the bad shit." This was as wise as Adam got, really; he had never been one for philosophical statements on life. "And you're strong as hell, Amalia. You know how I know? Cos you're laid here and you're still alive, and you're gonna still be alive when I visit tomorrow, and next week, and when I go to your wedding and after that too." He was sure of this and to punctuate his words he pressed a kiss to her hairline. But I am just a broken machine And I do things that I don't really mean