This loss feels like a welcome home

With her gaze fixed on their paws, she watched as his paw shifted to rest over hers. Even though she had said herself that she couldn't compete with how he thought of Zee, even though she knew nothing could ever come of her confession, and no matter the fact that Resin was ever present lingering in the back of her mind, it somehow still felt like a stabbing pain in her chest when he told her that he didn't know what to say. That he couldn't. Zee. It was always Zee. "I know... I know," she told him, her voice a little too hard at first and she corrected herself, softening her voice on the second try. Why did it hurt so badly even though she knew it couldn't be? Did she really just want to bend reality that badly? Or was she just that lonely that her heart was willing to ignore the facts and the reality of her situation? Logic felt so far away and everything hurt.

She couldn't look at him. It hurt too much. She wished she could gather up the words and put them back in her mouth and lock them down where they had stayed until this moment. Tamsyn pulled her paw out from under his with a forced laugh, shaking her head, trying to play it all off, pulling a small smile onto her lips. Don't look at him, you'll break. "I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have said anything." Biting the inside of her cheek to fight off her own emotions, she got to her paws and began to move to his side. "Do you need help getting up? Let me help you," she offered, trying to think of anything she could do to stop the conversation in its tracks. It has to be Zee, it's always been Zee. "Are you hungry or thirsty? I can go get some breakfast for us." Who do you think you are, confessing your love like that? Ridiculous.











"Tamsyn" | "Blue"