Stubborn Love
01-19-2019, 03:54 PM
He held her as she came apart at the seems, all her carefully crafting reasons, all the walls she had built on her heart. She thought she had built them strong and secure, but what it really, they were only made out leaves, puffed away by a breath from the man she… loved.
She let him comfort her, felt his breath tickle her ear as he spoke to her, soft and soothing, rocking her gently like she was a child in her mother's arms. Somehow, that only made it seem worse, reminding her of loss. “I’m not who I want to be Rhyme, I don’t know who I want to be anymore.” she sniffed, clinging to his coat, voice murmured by his fur as she spoke into it. “How can this be both so right, and so wrong. I don’t understand. I don’t understand!” why did this have to hurt so much.
Why did she have to be a blubbering mess, and make everything so much worse. She was suppose to be putting distance between her and Rhyme, but it was so much harder then she had ever anticipated it being. She clung to him tightly, her heart weeping, her soul asunder. In that moment of pure weakness and emotion and hormones, her mouth slipped open again, and the words that would damn her soul and mark her for a terrible person, would slip free.
“I love you.”
She whispered.
She let him comfort her, felt his breath tickle her ear as he spoke to her, soft and soothing, rocking her gently like she was a child in her mother's arms. Somehow, that only made it seem worse, reminding her of loss. “I’m not who I want to be Rhyme, I don’t know who I want to be anymore.” she sniffed, clinging to his coat, voice murmured by his fur as she spoke into it. “How can this be both so right, and so wrong. I don’t understand. I don’t understand!” why did this have to hurt so much.
Why did she have to be a blubbering mess, and make everything so much worse. She was suppose to be putting distance between her and Rhyme, but it was so much harder then she had ever anticipated it being. She clung to him tightly, her heart weeping, her soul asunder. In that moment of pure weakness and emotion and hormones, her mouth slipped open again, and the words that would damn her soul and mark her for a terrible person, would slip free.
“I love you.”
She whispered.
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