HARPER
I stood outside when the roof gave in
You crawled from the wreckage you were lying in
You crawled from the wreckage you were lying in
This time it's his turn for shame to overtake his features, glancing away from her open and honest expression. "I'd already left Torchline by then," he murmurs. "By time he came home, I was gone." And it's proof that the lesson he'd taught her when she and Jude first had their difficulties is true regardless of age - that intent would not always be enough to stop from accidentally hurting someone. "I'm the one who has something to be sorry for. Not you." At least not about this. She would've had no way of knowing what Jude would be coming home to.
He turns sad eyes her way, wanting to object that Jude surely must not hate her, but given how little he knows of the situation he can't say that with certainty. They are both young, and the first heartbreak was often the hardest. "And you would still have me there, despite my previous dealings with Koa? Despite being of no use to you?" Because as she asks him what would make him happy, he can only smile sadly and shrug, loose with alcohol but not exactly graceful. "Leave. Sleep and dream forever. I don't know, sweetheart. I don't know what makes me happy anymore. At least before I abdicated, Torchline gave me purpose to fill that hole." Both hands open, fingers splaying wide in a gesture of helplessness. "That's why I've been doing this. Carnal pleasure is the closest mimicry of happiness a body can know." And it stops him from feeling so goddamn lonely. Lonely in a way his children can't fix.
He turns sad eyes her way, wanting to object that Jude surely must not hate her, but given how little he knows of the situation he can't say that with certainty. They are both young, and the first heartbreak was often the hardest. "And you would still have me there, despite my previous dealings with Koa? Despite being of no use to you?" Because as she asks him what would make him happy, he can only smile sadly and shrug, loose with alcohol but not exactly graceful. "Leave. Sleep and dream forever. I don't know, sweetheart. I don't know what makes me happy anymore. At least before I abdicated, Torchline gave me purpose to fill that hole." Both hands open, fingers splaying wide in a gesture of helplessness. "That's why I've been doing this. Carnal pleasure is the closest mimicry of happiness a body can know." And it stops him from feeling so goddamn lonely. Lonely in a way his children can't fix.
YOU'RE OUT OF REACH AND WE'RE OUT OF TIME
You hold my hand and pull me down with you
You hold my hand and pull me down with you
