Oliver
It was hard to find the words and even when he spoke, he lacked confidence. He was angry with himself now, frustrated that he couldn't even speak properly when it was so dire to do so. "I feel like I should be mad at you and I am... but I still care. And it's a frustrating mess." It's a sharp contrast to the old Oliver. He isn't rambling, not as much at least. The words on his mind are said and that's it, no long winding explanations. He hopes that it's enough, even though it feels like he hasn't explained his emotions exactly.
While that's what Oliver originally wanted from Remi, he had learned it was too much to expect. Yes, he'd love a friend who was there for him, who actually cared and would be sad if something bad were to happen... but that felt like too much to ask of Remi. Right now, he was fine with finding a middle ground, hoping that they could try and salvage something. "Honestly? I don't want that, not anymore." He shook his head. Yes, he did crave such a relationship, but from Remi? Absolutely not. Why ask someone to care about you when you know they may not give a single shit anymore? "I honestly just want someone I can, I don't know, do something with. Be important. Get a drink with, do some training, and I don't fucking know. Just live a normal life. You don't have to care about me, Remi." And that's when he chose to stop speaking, realizing he was rambling and saying far too much once again.Maybe it'd do him some good to get cursed into not speaking again, it could fix a lot of shit wrong with him that's for sure.
While that's what Oliver originally wanted from Remi, he had learned it was too much to expect. Yes, he'd love a friend who was there for him, who actually cared and would be sad if something bad were to happen... but that felt like too much to ask of Remi. Right now, he was fine with finding a middle ground, hoping that they could try and salvage something. "Honestly? I don't want that, not anymore." He shook his head. Yes, he did crave such a relationship, but from Remi? Absolutely not. Why ask someone to care about you when you know they may not give a single shit anymore? "I honestly just want someone I can, I don't know, do something with. Be important. Get a drink with, do some training, and I don't fucking know. Just live a normal life. You don't have to care about me, Remi." And that's when he chose to stop speaking, realizing he was rambling and saying far too much once again.Maybe it'd do him some good to get cursed into not speaking again, it could fix a lot of shit wrong with him that's for sure.
My heart beating, my soul breathing,
I found my life when I laid it down,
Upward falling, spirit soaring
I found my life when I laid it down,
Upward falling, spirit soaring
