when you're all alone and you think of home
places you may have been and who you know
A part of Nate broke when he saw the pieces being put together in Sams head, the dread giving way to a quiet despair as he put his face in his hands, the single question muffled but emotionless.
And to be honest, Nate really didn’t have a satisfying answer for how. Because the other man been there, available, because he had begged, had pulled Nate back and he wasn’t a good enough person to say no. He hadn’t really wanted to say no.
”Things just... got away from me. I... didn’t expect it to be so... affecting, for me or... the other person.” He was careful to keep his voice calm, not letting it tremble or break, not betraying a lick of emotion whatsoever.
And to be honest, Nate really didn’t have a satisfying answer for how. Because the other man been there, available, because he had begged, had pulled Nate back and he wasn’t a good enough person to say no. He hadn’t really wanted to say no.
”Things just... got away from me. I... didn’t expect it to be so... affecting, for me or... the other person.” He was careful to keep his voice calm, not letting it tremble or break, not betraying a lick of emotion whatsoever.
awaiting the hand of god knowing i stand to fall
i stared into the pitch black to no hand at all
NATE
