Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
Maea shook her head, wanting to deny all of it. If that was true, why did she only remember hunger, pain, grief and the longing for things she would never have? The only time of true light had been when she found love, and even those memories were fraying rapidly at the edge, curling in on themselves like charring paper.
Her eyes remained too dry, with nothing to spare for tears. Maybe it would have been better if she still could cry like she used to. There was just no release to find in this state - none that satisfied.
"I wanted a life," she murmured, tone laced with bitterness. "Rather, I wanted a life with a man. I could have saved myself the effort. Now I don't - I don't know what I want."
Shifting in his arms, Maea turned her face around and burrowed her face into Amun's shoulder. Hidden from the light, it seemed like such a luxury to be this selfish. To actually speak of the weight, the vulnerable parts. No masks, no pretense - she didn't have the strength for it, anyway, but somehow she felt that he wouldn't try to use it against her.
Her eyes remained too dry, with nothing to spare for tears. Maybe it would have been better if she still could cry like she used to. There was just no release to find in this state - none that satisfied.
"I wanted a life," she murmured, tone laced with bitterness. "Rather, I wanted a life with a man. I could have saved myself the effort. Now I don't - I don't know what I want."
Shifting in his arms, Maea turned her face around and burrowed her face into Amun's shoulder. Hidden from the light, it seemed like such a luxury to be this selfish. To actually speak of the weight, the vulnerable parts. No masks, no pretense - she didn't have the strength for it, anyway, but somehow she felt that he wouldn't try to use it against her.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
