PHOEBE
Let you go and the lonely in
To take my heart again
To take my heart again
As soon as his arms (or were they wings?) wrapped around her she broke down further. She was somewhere safe and familiar and all too quickly the tears turned into a near endless stream as she curled up on his lap and hid away in his chest. Her ribs hurt from the sobs and gasps for air, her head pounded from the pressure as his words replayed themselves in her mind, over and over and over again. Worthless. Hopeless. Weak. Unloveable. Insecure. Needy…
Her arms wrapped around his torso to hang onto him, not wanting to leave the little safe place he had made for her there. Pim found a place where he could burrow his head under the blanket, trying to deaden some of his senses with the onslaught of emotions rolling off his companion. ”Lo…ren…” she managed to answer Remi between sobs and hiccups.
Her arms wrapped around his torso to hang onto him, not wanting to leave the little safe place he had made for her there. Pim found a place where he could burrow his head under the blanket, trying to deaden some of his senses with the onslaught of emotions rolling off his companion. ”Lo…ren…” she managed to answer Remi between sobs and hiccups.
