That wasn't fair. That... that really wasn't fair. That was like stealing somebody's crutches. She wanted to be defiant as he moved closer, but the feel of his forehead on hers sucked some of it away. That wasn't fair. He couldn't just... that didn't make it...
They could figure it out. They could... they... her heart broke. She kissed him back, pleadingly, desperately, but her heart broke. Her eyes squeezed shut. It wasn't that he was right. It was that she knew she couldn't stop him. She had explained the definition of love. Giving yourself up for the other person. He wouldn't say it unless he felt it, unless he was sure. Which meant she couldn't keep him from it. Bastard.
She curled her hands into his shirt, pulled away to duck her head down, press her forehead against his shoulder. Squeeze her eyes shut to keep the tears from coming.
"I don't want you to go." It was soft and childlike, probably. Not exactly the words of strength she intended, just a quiet, choked statement. She wasn't the best with goodbyes.
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Date: 2011-12-30 01:53 pm (UTC)They could figure it out. They could... they... her heart broke. She kissed him back, pleadingly, desperately, but her heart broke. Her eyes squeezed shut. It wasn't that he was right. It was that she knew she couldn't stop him. She had explained the definition of love. Giving yourself up for the other person. He wouldn't say it unless he felt it, unless he was sure. Which meant she couldn't keep him from it. Bastard.
She curled her hands into his shirt, pulled away to duck her head down, press her forehead against his shoulder. Squeeze her eyes shut to keep the tears from coming.
"I don't want you to go." It was soft and childlike, probably. Not exactly the words of strength she intended, just a quiet, choked statement. She wasn't the best with goodbyes.