It's the selfish thing to say when he's been standing here in the dark with her, sweat on his forehead and breath short from old hurts (she isn't stupid and she isn't blind). But she say it anyway because she knows it'll sting. Because maybe it's true - even saying it she doesn't know for sure. But what else is there? It's just this, day in and day out and she used to be okay with that but now she doesn't know if she's ever going the be okay with it.
There's a tangle of scar tissue on her forearm that someone told her meant something, but just look how that turned out.
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It's the selfish thing to say when he's been standing here in the dark with her, sweat on his forehead and breath short from old hurts (she isn't stupid and she isn't blind). But she say it anyway because she knows it'll sting. Because maybe it's true - even saying it she doesn't know for sure. But what else is there? It's just this, day in and day out and she used to be okay with that but now she doesn't know if she's ever going the be okay with it.
There's a tangle of scar tissue on her forearm that someone told her meant something, but just look how that turned out.