[That's the problem, isn't it. She's been so concerned with not hurting him with her pain, with protecting herself... she's been keeping all of her burdens to herself. And he has been doing the same. But they were always strongest, they were always best, they fit... when they shared their burdens. That's what love was supposed to do, after all.
She's not sure her heart has the strength for it, to crack open and expose the red bleeding bits for him. But she knows she doesn't want this... politeness. Not from him.
But there was safety in distance. Could she bare to lose him again?
...did she even have him if she kept him out of her heart like this?
She freezes, torn between her intentions like a deer in the headlights.
But she doesn't look away from him, doesn't move, barely breathes.]
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She's not sure her heart has the strength for it, to crack open and expose the red bleeding bits for him. But she knows she doesn't want this... politeness. Not from him.
But there was safety in distance. Could she bare to lose him again?
...did she even have him if she kept him out of her heart like this?
She freezes, torn between her intentions like a deer in the headlights.
But she doesn't look away from him, doesn't move, barely breathes.]