zephyr
Gods, how are you supposed to tell her that you need her to leave and you need her to stay, that either way you're in danger of falling and you don't know which direction scares you more? Luckily she takes away the choice, settling in without a question and condemning you to something you never wanted, never wished for, and even as drunk as you are know you can't escape.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
She's leaning against you and you're leaning against her, your head as heavy as a stone as it falls her way to her shoulder. "No," you sigh, closing your eyes and inhaling her scent. She's so fucking real that it hurts, because Ray was real and El was real and ever since then everything has been memories etched in smoke.
You don't say anything for a good long while. When you finally speak again your voice is tired, slurred, like silt sliding over the ocean floor. "Heyyyy Vervy... d'ya wanna hear a secret?"
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
She's leaning against you and you're leaning against her, your head as heavy as a stone as it falls her way to her shoulder. "No," you sigh, closing your eyes and inhaling her scent. She's so fucking real that it hurts, because Ray was real and El was real and ever since then everything has been memories etched in smoke.
You don't say anything for a good long while. When you finally speak again your voice is tired, slurred, like silt sliding over the ocean floor. "Heyyyy Vervy... d'ya wanna hear a secret?"
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
