PHOEBE
”You’re hurt?” she asked quietly, glancing up at him. He wasn’t acting hurt, and usually burns were too painful to pretend about. But maybe she just misunderstood. Everything seems so upside down all of a sudden. And after a few hours of being strong for the boys and for Remi, she was exhausted physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. She wasn’t sure how much of herself she had left to give.But there really wasn’t anyone around for her to lean on either, was there?
”Thank you.” she said softly as he apologized, nodding at his next question. ”They’ve nowhere else to go. I am all they have left.” she said quietly.
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?
