For your honesty, I will tell you that... at the heart of it, I am simply too tired to worry over such injuries.
Though I suppose you were right. It would be easier if I disliked everybody.
Connections are a double-edged sword. There's no such thing as a bond that doesn't bring any pain. But if you look at the other side of that pain, you can find something warm.
...I don't know if I'll have the chance to say this tomorrow... but I just wanted to say... I'm really glad that we were roommates. I'm glad I met you.
I am not one to let others see me vulnerable. Especially in front of so many who do not know me.
Because I think there are just some people who are meant to be in your life.
Life is never that simple, unfortunately. So it is best to hold on while you can until you are no longer able.
...Not just because of this. You barely knew me, and still heard my woes earlier. About the dead. That sort of talk brings me more peace than a hundred compliments could.
I don't know how many truly understand how lost or trapped a soul can be. Even fewer people know how to help—whether it's giving peace to the living or the dead.
the last few words break shouxue. she glows a gentle pink even as tears block her vision, and she nods as sheba's hands wrap around her neck.
the rain falls and makes the words bleed off the scroll. the dye in shouxue's hair bleeds, too. ]
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For your honesty, I will tell you that... at the heart of it, I am simply too tired to worry over such injuries.
Though I suppose you were right. It would be easier if I disliked everybody.
Connections are a double-edged sword. There's no such thing as a bond that doesn't bring any pain. But if you look at the other side of that pain, you can find something warm.
...I don't know if I'll have the chance to say this tomorrow... but I just wanted to say... I'm really glad that we were roommates. I'm glad I met you.
I am not one to let others see me vulnerable. Especially in front of so many who do not know me.
Because I think there are just some people who are meant to be in your life.
Life is never that simple, unfortunately. So it is best to hold on while you can until you are no longer able.
...Not just because of this. You barely knew me, and still heard my woes earlier. About the dead. That sort of talk brings me more peace than a hundred compliments could.
I don't know how many truly understand how lost or trapped a soul can be. Even fewer people know how to help—whether it's giving peace to the living or the dead.
the last few words break shouxue. she glows a gentle pink even as tears block her vision, and she nods as sheba's hands wrap around her neck.
the rain falls and makes the words bleed off the scroll. the dye in shouxue's hair bleeds, too. ]