PHOEBE
Phoebe sighed into Remi’s shoulder. He seemed determined to have the last word on this topic. ”I know.” she said quietly. ”It won’t happen again.” She knew Emmett certainly was going to be a lot more careful – and she was too. She did recognize the hardship she would have faced had she had a child now. But it did not make her yearning for children any less. It did not make her feel more content that the timing of her miscarriage had in some ways been a blessing. Nothing would really help.”It’s hard.” she said quietly, looking up at Remi with a slight frown. ”I know it’s very hard what you are going through.” She had not gone through it herself, but she could empathize. She could put herself in his shoes and recognize how difficult the situation was. ”It is hard too, to love someone who isn’t ready to be loved and love back with the same fullness you are. That really might be the root of his problem. You are both better off then apart, while he continues to work on himself to be ready for a relationship, and while you find someone who is already at your level.” she said with a small smile.
Cause getting your dreams
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
