Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
His smile went by unnoticed, her closed in a poor attempt to keep the tears from falling. When it failed to work, she pressed the cloth to her face, hiding herself away. His hand on her shoulder was warm and kind, but... it hardly made her react at all.
"Yes," she replied, sniffling. Tried to steady her breathing, compose herself, but damn, it was so difficult. "We've had disagreements before, more than once, but... nothing like this. Never anything like this. The language we used, the hateful things we said... we tried to hurt the other. At least... At the moment, I just wanted to make him react, admit I was right, see things from my side. But it... didn't work."
She rubbed her jaw, remembered the hard grip he'd taken on it. His fingers had been cold and unkind... just like her own hands had been when she pushed him around, to emphasise her points. No bruises had been left from it, but the emotions lingered. Like a stain smudging something that had been untainted before.
"Yes," she replied, sniffling. Tried to steady her breathing, compose herself, but damn, it was so difficult. "We've had disagreements before, more than once, but... nothing like this. Never anything like this. The language we used, the hateful things we said... we tried to hurt the other. At least... At the moment, I just wanted to make him react, admit I was right, see things from my side. But it... didn't work."
She rubbed her jaw, remembered the hard grip he'd taken on it. His fingers had been cold and unkind... just like her own hands had been when she pushed him around, to emphasise her points. No bruises had been left from it, but the emotions lingered. Like a stain smudging something that had been untainted before.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
