This is how I've always been.
The hero.
Its unbecoming for me to let it all out in front of someone else.
I can save everyone. I can do it all as long as I don't let others see me crumble.
In normal circumstances.
You and I would've bashed heads over this.
We did actually fight once.
Hand to hand.
I don't want to lose you more.
I cannot express that enough.
But the pieces broken on the floor? Aren't yours to put back together.
There is no reason you need cut yourself on glass when your hands should remain undamaged.
| She smiles. |
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How can you reconnect to something you can't even remember?
| Kiana was trying so hard not to breakdown or cry. She kept her distance. It was the only way she could make sure her heart didn't shatter on the spot. |
They say time apart makes the heart grow fonder
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I'm. . .
| She laughs a bit, squeezing the other's hand before pulling away slightly. Staring at her. Its' like a magic mirror but far more crude and cruel in it's trick. |
Starting anew would only break my heart more
Acheron.
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| There is silence, clearly thinking of the proper response to the other. |
No. I doubt I really could.
You're Mei, but I don't know if you're MY Mei anymore.
And that's okay. Grief is the price we pay for love.
You're losing your sense of self.
I could tell when I saw you.
You're fading away.




