[he knows. he knows, and it aches to know he...will never be able to convey it all the way Yzak would want. words fail in many ways that extra sense picks up the slack of.
Blue exhales heavily, his shoulders sagging before he tilts his head up and back in order to find a way to graze Yzak's temple with his own.]
In my heart, there is a storm. It's swirling around the memory of...being able to love you in a body that wasn't collapsing on itself. For a little while...I forgot about it. I could put that shadow aside...
And now I can feel the weight again...and it's infuriating.
[his mouth twitches.]
I wish I could do as Peter suggested... Throw things, break things...scream...
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Blue exhales heavily, his shoulders sagging before he tilts his head up and back in order to find a way to graze Yzak's temple with his own.]
In my heart, there is a storm. It's swirling around the memory of...being able to love you in a body that wasn't collapsing on itself. For a little while...I forgot about it. I could put that shadow aside...
And now I can feel the weight again...and it's infuriating.
[his mouth twitches.]
I wish I could do as Peter suggested... Throw things, break things...scream...