until i'm ready, let me be
"You're better than you were." Another small smile, a memory returning, though not without a little chagrin - she should have noticed, should have asked, but they were never friends. Even as children they never sat down and talked, never shared dreams or played or fought. They were two islands adrift in a stream, the life of the Hollowed Grounds flowing around and touching them both but somehow never drawing them to each other.
"You were always so quiet." Leaning forward on her elbows, she looks up at Sam through nostalgic eyes. "I always thought you were so... distant. And smart. And maybe you thought that the rest of us were just silly children. And maybe we were." She shrugs, a quirk to her lips.
"You were always so quiet." Leaning forward on her elbows, she looks up at Sam through nostalgic eyes. "I always thought you were so... distant. And smart. And maybe you thought that the rest of us were just silly children. And maybe we were." She shrugs, a quirk to her lips.
i have to heal myself
AmaLiA
