But the loneliness never left me
I always took it with me
Suddenly awful nosy, aren't we, Samuel? You might have minded more if you hadn't already had an incredibly bizarre and intimate night with him, culminating in you now getting quite drunk on a beach. You look up at him now, head leaning back on the bench beside him, an amused heh escaping your lips. "S'pose it's not a bad one," you agree quietly. The world had seemed so bright then, the horizon nothing more than a promise, an idea of what else could be.
You turn your eyes up to the stars. When did you stop looking up to the future, and start only looking at the next step ahead?
Ah, but there was only one direction for the train of conversation to continue. A pained expression flashes over your face, the shadows cast by firelight growing suddenly darker; you close your eyes, a thin, pained smile pulling at your lips. "Pretty soon after, yeah." A year? Two? Not many - you'd been young parents, barely in your twenties, but you'd been ready and excited.
And when Ray was born, well, had anything so perfect and beautiful ever existed before? No- certainly not to your knowledge, and anyone would be hard pressed to convince you otherwise. "We named him Rayne." Eyes still closed, you feel a tear escape one of your eyes and trace down your cheek, but you're smiling. How can you do anything else, when remembering your son?
You turn your eyes up to the stars. When did you stop looking up to the future, and start only looking at the next step ahead?
Ah, but there was only one direction for the train of conversation to continue. A pained expression flashes over your face, the shadows cast by firelight growing suddenly darker; you close your eyes, a thin, pained smile pulling at your lips. "Pretty soon after, yeah." A year? Two? Not many - you'd been young parents, barely in your twenties, but you'd been ready and excited.
And when Ray was born, well, had anything so perfect and beautiful ever existed before? No- certainly not to your knowledge, and anyone would be hard pressed to convince you otherwise. "We named him Rayne." Eyes still closed, you feel a tear escape one of your eyes and trace down your cheek, but you're smiling. How can you do anything else, when remembering your son?
but I can put it down
in the pleasure of your company
ZEPHYR
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