Don't paint wonderful lies on me that wash away
If she was cold, he was a Halo morning. All cutting ice and stark indifference. Maea would have preferred if he responded in kind to her rant... at least then it would feel like she wasn't the only one who still cared about this. Now, Sunjata's calm acted like a bucket of icewater dumped over her head, and left Maea standing there, gaping and lost for words. An ache was building in her chest, a sensation of something beautiful slowly drifting out of reach. Had the believed, after all, that there was a chance? Had the deluded herself?
Or was it just the yearnings of a ghost, stuck in the past and unable to move on.
She met his gaze. The anger faded as quickly as it had flared up, and left only raw emotions plain to see on her face. "No. Yes... I - I don't know. I just.. wanted to see you again." Dragging a hand across her face, Maea looked off into distance. Into a night that seemed too bright to hold all of her regrets. "Staying... I would like to. I really would. But... I don't think it would be a good idea. It seems I have a bit of moving on to do." A year's worth of it. Would they still be friends in a year? Would all that they were fade into nothing more than a painful memory?
But maybe that's all she was to him now. Something best forgotten.
Or was it just the yearnings of a ghost, stuck in the past and unable to move on.
She met his gaze. The anger faded as quickly as it had flared up, and left only raw emotions plain to see on her face. "No. Yes... I - I don't know. I just.. wanted to see you again." Dragging a hand across her face, Maea looked off into distance. Into a night that seemed too bright to hold all of her regrets. "Staying... I would like to. I really would. But... I don't think it would be a good idea. It seems I have a bit of moving on to do." A year's worth of it. Would they still be friends in a year? Would all that they were fade into nothing more than a painful memory?
But maybe that's all she was to him now. Something best forgotten.
