Cause I broke your heart
11-19-2018, 01:51 PM
A shuddering sigh left her at his first words. Relief, soon swallowed back up by the guilt. Did she even deserve his forgiveness? She'd been a terrible person as far as she was concerned. Having focused too much on doing other tasks until suddenly it had been absolute ages since she'd even checked in with him? Even laid eyes on him or sought him out? That felt pretty unforgivable, at least to her. No wonder it had taken so much of her life before she'd even decided to settle in with him. Hadn't she busied herself wandering before she committed to that, too? Was she even fit to be with anyone without breaking her heart and theirs? Hot tears were sliding down her face before she could try to stop them.
The more he went on the more her heart felt like it was being crushed into dust by her own paws. He blamed himself as much as she'd blamed herself. Iskra couldn't fathom why. Heavens above she'd been such a fool. How could she ever make it up to him? How could she ever forgive herself for all that she'd done wrong? Perhaps she deserved to live knowing that she might never be okay with herself. Changing what she'd done wasn't possible, much as she wished with all her heart and soul that it was, but maybe she could at least... do better now? If... it wasn't too late?
For a moment she tried to formulate a reply, to stop him from continuing to beat himself up or wonder at how he might have been inadequate, but no words came and so did the only thing she could think to. Pushing gently into his touch, she reached up and ran her muzzle down his throat gently before a surge of emotion swept through her and suddenly she was seeking to wrap her front legs around either side of his neck and hold him in a close embrace.
"You never did a single thing wrong, Dragon, erase that from your mind right now. It was all me. I'm a no good wanderer that keeps messing up time and time again. But... If you'll still have me... I'd like to try and do better."
The more he went on the more her heart felt like it was being crushed into dust by her own paws. He blamed himself as much as she'd blamed herself. Iskra couldn't fathom why. Heavens above she'd been such a fool. How could she ever make it up to him? How could she ever forgive herself for all that she'd done wrong? Perhaps she deserved to live knowing that she might never be okay with herself. Changing what she'd done wasn't possible, much as she wished with all her heart and soul that it was, but maybe she could at least... do better now? If... it wasn't too late?
For a moment she tried to formulate a reply, to stop him from continuing to beat himself up or wonder at how he might have been inadequate, but no words came and so did the only thing she could think to. Pushing gently into his touch, she reached up and ran her muzzle down his throat gently before a surge of emotion swept through her and suddenly she was seeking to wrap her front legs around either side of his neck and hold him in a close embrace.
"You never did a single thing wrong, Dragon, erase that from your mind right now. It was all me. I'm a no good wanderer that keeps messing up time and time again. But... If you'll still have me... I'd like to try and do better."