Strange Days

SUNJATA

the flood

i can't believe that you could just say
that "the answers unlock this gate"

The talk of marriage has his hand stilling a small amount and he quickly shakes his head. “No. No, I don’t think so.” He half mutters, head tilting a small amount. “If it weren’t for the marriage with Phoebe I don’t think I’d have gotten married at all. Ever.” One of the many things he hadn’t wanted. “Just. To only be with her. And there was you. And—” He hums a small amount, losing his train of thought before shaking his head again.

But Nate tilts his head back into the touch and Sunjata begins to move his fingers again, spotting the smile given back to him, the fingers tapping against his skin. “Okay.” He finally manages, seceding to Nate because he’s described it better so far than he can. “It’s more than that I think. It’s just hard to look at right now.” Hard to feel anything other than guilt, anger, shame, sorrow, self-destruction. Nate’s an outlet for him right now, that line to the light he so desperately clings to, one filled with so much promise in comparison to everything else.

'cause if you knew his name, not a thing would change
you'd still be wishing you were blessed