hey sister, do you still believe in love, i wonder? Though, I will admit that the first question took me by surprise I bobbed my head. "Yes... I still need you. Without you I wouldn't feel whole... I need to feel that..." another pause, "And if you mean physically, that as well. I move off of vibrations, the subtleties of the land. Those are washed out with thunderstorms, waterfalls, other loud things that can shake the ground. I'll always need someone... but I want that someone to be you..." Then, his next question. Why him? It was a good question, an awkward one but a good one. A sigh, a tilt of my head and I allow my audits to perk up towards him. "You managed to understand me when no one else had... you knew my name... It was the best choice I had at the time... I didn't want to go back and be shunned, but I couldn't go out on my own..." sadness swirled around my voice as I ducked my head, pausing just long enough for the third question to fall from his maw. When? A breath in. "It... wasn't immediately. I didn't think I'd be able to feel it again. And, if I felt it earlier than in the caves, with the heart, then I didn't recognize it as love... I knew I trusted you with my life, by the time we were back in the Foothills and your... sister, I believe, healed me. I just didn't connect it until far later..." There was a pause, and I glanced up towards him - as if I could still lock eyes with his gorgeous multi-coloured ones, "You? When did you?" And then, I press up against him, resting my head against his chest and feeling the rise and fall of his barrel as he breathed, relaxing in the comfort that it brought me. |
Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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