Some people crash two or three times and then learn from their mistakes
We are the ones who don't slow down at all
We are the ones who don't slow down at all
Maybe they will come to a time and place where he can share that - perhaps not with her, but with someone. Himself most of all. While he no longer looks like a man standing in the shadows of the gallows, he hasn’t seemed to be able to stop wearing the noose around his neck as a reminder.
For Ru, she had lost her child. A loss she can’t imagine being any worse. But at least as a mother it was a loss of being responsible for someone, a guardian and source of guidance. I’m losing Nate, Sunjata had lost his equal - the foundational support he’d built his life upon. She can see how they are both irreversibly damaging, and why they are healing in different ways. If she is optimistic enough to call it healing.
What’s worse is he had known once. But after so many years of touch starvation, loneliness, guilt, and trauma she has more things on her list of disliked things than the reverse. It had begun when she left them and simply never ceased. Even Ru mourns how broken she is in this realm; once it had been a source of freedom and fun. Now, it is a complicated dance to try and spend a night with someone’s arms around her without asking them to leave early.
His question takes her off guard, eyes flickering to the side to look at him before falling firmly back to her glass, jaw feathering as she weathers her shame to provide him her honesty. “Yes. Like Torchline.” Because she still chases those ghost memories of the only days she remembers being loved instead of seen as something to conquer and crow about.
For Ru, she had lost her child. A loss she can’t imagine being any worse. But at least as a mother it was a loss of being responsible for someone, a guardian and source of guidance. I’m losing Nate, Sunjata had lost his equal - the foundational support he’d built his life upon. She can see how they are both irreversibly damaging, and why they are healing in different ways. If she is optimistic enough to call it healing.
What’s worse is he had known once. But after so many years of touch starvation, loneliness, guilt, and trauma she has more things on her list of disliked things than the reverse. It had begun when she left them and simply never ceased. Even Ru mourns how broken she is in this realm; once it had been a source of freedom and fun. Now, it is a complicated dance to try and spend a night with someone’s arms around her without asking them to leave early.
His question takes her off guard, eyes flickering to the side to look at him before falling firmly back to her glass, jaw feathering as she weathers her shame to provide him her honesty. “Yes. Like Torchline.” Because she still chases those ghost memories of the only days she remembers being loved instead of seen as something to conquer and crow about.
And there's nobody there to catch us when we fall
HOTARU
