zephyr
Well. The bottle does not serve its purpose, because she just picks it up and sits anyway. A stubborn woman; you might have chuckled, were you not lost so deep in your own morose mind. As it is you simply grunt, taking the glass back by the neck and rising it up to your mouth, longing for that bright and burning oblivion that's harder and harder to find, these days.
Yeah, Vai, everyone else knew better. Testament to her tenacity once again, and this time you do snort. "Yeah, well. I ain't great company." No wonder people avoid youyou avoid them. No wonder you've been living like a hermit with a permanent tenant. And a cat. Oh, you know you're drowning in your own self-pity, but sometimes it's nice to sink beneath the water instead of always fighting against the weight.
You still don't look at her. What are you supposed to say? "Lotta kids get sick 'round this time, didja know?" You're still staring hard at the ocean, as though it has caused you personal offence. "An' some'a 'em don' get better. An' th'gods don' give a shiiiiiiiiiiiit."
Yeah, Vai, everyone else knew better. Testament to her tenacity once again, and this time you do snort. "Yeah, well. I ain't great company." No wonder people avoid you
You still don't look at her. What are you supposed to say? "Lotta kids get sick 'round this time, didja know?" You're still staring hard at the ocean, as though it has caused you personal offence. "An' some'a 'em don' get better. An' th'gods don' give a shiiiiiiiiiiiit."
burn all the things you have to burn
save all the people you're supposed to save
save all the people you're supposed to save
