HOTARU
She's in a long black coat tonight
Waiting for me in the downpour outside
Waiting for me in the downpour outside
What is there to say to that? It’s only proof of their bias. That they see what they want, that her words hold no weight. So why speak them at all? Deaf ears will not deliver her from their blind eyes.
Her tears are salty against her own lips, eyes squeezed shut. She is somewhere far from here, she tells herself. Back in the fields of her childhood that Remi’s magic had shown her. It helps dull the piercing nature of his words, like cotton in her ears. Never fully effective, but enough. “I didn’t do it,” she whispers, strained, but why keep trying? This isn’t about the fire anymore clearly even though she wishes it was. At least then her heart wouldn’t hurt so. “I didn’t know what else to do.” If it isn’t already clear, she doesn’t think things through when her well-guarded heart is razed to ash. Her hands push into the roots of her hair, palms pressing against her temples. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I just wanted something to remember you by when you left me.” Her head shakes listlessly, hiccuping. Sunjata she can be angry at. Her love feels buried deeper for him. Nate she cannot. “Please just go. Please.” Because she can’t force him to do anything right now, and begging is all she has left.
Her tears are salty against her own lips, eyes squeezed shut. She is somewhere far from here, she tells herself. Back in the fields of her childhood that Remi’s magic had shown her. It helps dull the piercing nature of his words, like cotton in her ears. Never fully effective, but enough. “I didn’t do it,” she whispers, strained, but why keep trying? This isn’t about the fire anymore clearly even though she wishes it was. At least then her heart wouldn’t hurt so. “I didn’t know what else to do.” If it isn’t already clear, she doesn’t think things through when her well-guarded heart is razed to ash. Her hands push into the roots of her hair, palms pressing against her temples. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I just wanted something to remember you by when you left me.” Her head shakes listlessly, hiccuping. Sunjata she can be angry at. Her love feels buried deeper for him. Nate she cannot. “Please just go. Please.” Because she can’t force him to do anything right now, and begging is all she has left.
singing "Baby come home" in a melody of tears
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
