With every broken bone, I swear I lived
She felt the tension roll through him, and the subtle motion of his jaw, and wondered if she had found a boundary after all. Without speaking plainly it was impossible to know for sure, and much as she preferred that kind of honesty... in this moment, she was already reaching beyond certainty, simply giving voice to her thoughts. That was terrifying enough. Difficult enough, without letting assumptions close doors in her face before they were ever defined.
It felt presumtuous to even hint at a possibility of... them.
Like a cat being stroked, she unconsciously flexed beneath his hand, her spine softening at the warm touch. Biting her lip, she struggled to find the words to describe the shape of the hollowness within. Her face felt feverish with all the blushing, but she did answer.
"It's always been like that. I'm either too much, or not enough. For once, I want... to be enough. For me. For... someone. I want to be... hard to walk away from."
Plaintive, raw, it was not a plea or even a question. Just a glimpse into the cold wasteland of inadequacy that was her everyday existence.
"Maybe it's not more than most want. But it feels like it. So many around me seem fine without it, so I have to wonder... if it's them, or me, or..." Her shrug was light, and helplessly confused.
It felt presumtuous to even hint at a possibility of... them.
Like a cat being stroked, she unconsciously flexed beneath his hand, her spine softening at the warm touch. Biting her lip, she struggled to find the words to describe the shape of the hollowness within. Her face felt feverish with all the blushing, but she did answer.
"It's always been like that. I'm either too much, or not enough. For once, I want... to be enough. For me. For... someone. I want to be... hard to walk away from."
Plaintive, raw, it was not a plea or even a question. Just a glimpse into the cold wasteland of inadequacy that was her everyday existence.
"Maybe it's not more than most want. But it feels like it. So many around me seem fine without it, so I have to wonder... if it's them, or me, or..." Her shrug was light, and helplessly confused.
maea
